Chapter 88 Oh great, my entire family is full of psychos

“We're not going tonight.” Beck's voice was final, his body blocking the door like he expected me to bolt. “We sleep. We eat. We think. Then we go.”

“They could be gone by morning.”

“Then they were never the real threat.”

I wanted to argue. My blood was still hot from the photo on the table, from...

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