Her phone dings again, and she picks it up.
“Let me talk to him. I’ll make him go away.” Haven reaches for Jasmine’s cell.
She pulls it out of reach. “It’s not Trenton. It’s Titan.”
I sit up straighter, my heart instantly starting to pound at the sound of his name. “What does he want?” I clear my throat at my high-pitch voice, and Haven notices.
“I have a job.” Her fingers type out some sort of response. “I gotta go. I’ll call you bitches tomorrow.” She jumps up and walks out just as fast as she entered, not even bothering to look at Nite when she storms past him.
“I’m really worried about her.” Haven sighs.
I sit back in my seat, and my shoulders slump. I’m worried about her too, but Jasmine doesn’t allow anyone to help her. “She’ll be okay,” I say even though we both know I’m lying.
TITAN
“The papers arelegit,” Luca says while we sit in Bones’s office. He was finally able to get his hands on Nick’s trust.
“But why would he leave everything to George when Nancy was still alive?” I wonder.
He shrugs. “He and Nancy were divorced. Maybe he hated her.”
“But that is what makes this even more unbelievable. His business partner and friend married his ex-wife. That had to have pissed him off.”
“Maybe he didn’t know they were married,” Luca offers.
“Maybe …” I rub my chin. “Any word on the guy who broke into the house?” I ask him.
He shakes his head. “No.”
I look at Bones. He sits behind his desk with his arms folded over his chest. He hasn’t spoken much in the last few days. “Let’s put another detail back on the house.” I killed one of the three from the last detail we had on George.
Bones looks at me. “You think he’ll come back?”
“I think if Nick owed someone a million dollars, then it’s possible he owes others.”
“True.” He picks up his phone and places it to his ear to call in a new detail.
Luca leans in and lowers his voice to not interrupt Bones’s phone call. “How is Emilee doing? Haven said she hasn’t said much about what happened.”
“Haven’t spoken to her.”
His dark eyes widen.
“I’m not going to push her. She wants to be left alone, so I’ll leave her be for now.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
EMILEE
ENTERING MY MOM’Sroom, I just stare at her. I haven’t spoken to her either. I never told her I found the papers of her divorce and marriage.
I’m too pissed at her. Too hurt. A part of me blames her for this. If she hadn’t left Dad, then maybe he wouldn’t have gone and gambled everything away and put us in this position. Who knows what all she hasn’t told me? At this point, I’m just waiting for the bank to show up and take the house from us. Closing her door, I head to my room and shower. Afterward I crawl into my bed. Snuggling into my pillow, I close my heavy eyes and pass out.
I wake to the sound of voices in the house. Sitting up, I look at my phone to see it’s a little past six in the morning. My door flies open, and I pull the covers up to shield my chest from a guy I’ve never seen before. “Excuse me …”
“I’ll talk to her.” My mother’s nurse, Liv, enters behind him.
“What the hell is going on?” I demand.
