Chapter 13 Ask Your Father

Emilio’s POV

“Miss me?”

Octavio looked at me, then at Lola. The bruise along his jaw had gone yellow around the edges, but it was still obvious enough to make me feel a little better about seeing him.

Lola cut me a look. “Don’t.”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“Yet.”

Fair enough.

Octavio had brought...

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