Chapter 114

  Ezra

  I sit in my car at the clubhouse yard, staring at the text Ray sent.

  Ray: Be at the clubhouse in an hour. Bring your VP vest.

  My stomach churns because I know what this is. God, Ray, please.

  A lump settles in my throat, and I stare out at the yard. Everyone's already gathered, music t...

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