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Chapter <b>66</b><b>: </b>Missing You
<b><i>Kylian</i></b><b>/</b><b><i>Karma’s </i></b><b>P.O.V. </b>
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I walked into the kitchen towards the a.ss–end of lunch. I hadn’t seen Blythe all day. Not <b>since </b>
Part of that was my fault. I had business to take care of this morning. I just got back a short while ago and went straight to my office. Ghost sent me another email with some sh.it I still
have to look over. The onlymunication I’ve had with Psy.cho today was to text him that I
needed him to go check something out for me. CG was booked up at the tattoo shop all day.
Havoc had work to do at his shop. I had to leave Dev in charge of watching Blythe all day
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I feel like it’s been a sh.it–show of a day, and it’s only half over. The guys are all still out, and
this is the first glimpse of Bly I’m catching all day. I feel fu.cking drained. I hated waking up alone this morning. I hated not seeing those electric eyes before I started my day. But fu.ck… I love seeing that easy smile on her face as sheughs with Ma and the other ol‘dies.
I knew their girls‘ night together would pay off. Bly is feeling morefortable here. She’s feeling morefortable with us too. Just a little bit.
I watched Bly chat with the otherdies for a few minutes before stalking towards her. I should go back to my office and finish everything that I can now so that I can enjoy the rest of my night with my girl. I just can’t help myself though. After waking up to her every day for
thest several days… it’s been addicting.
“Yo Prez, how’s it goin‘?” Joker called out when I reached the table, standing right behind Bly. She stiffened at the mention of me, and it almost made me smirk. Part of me, of all five of us, likes the way she squirms for us. I have no doubt that it’ll be the same when she trusts us again. She’s always been shy. Always been squirmy. And always been ours.
“Exhausted,” I grunted a reply before pulling an empty chair next to Bly and sitting down.
“You been workin‘ all mornin‘,” Mained. “Have you even eaten?”
“What you think I’m here for, Ma?” I replied just before a te was set down in front of me. I looked up to see Hazel smiling down at me. She rubbed her pregnant belly and gave me a look, gesturing to Bly with her head.
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What the fu.ck is she trying to say?
Hazel rolled her eyes at me and threw her hands up before going to Reaper and sitting on hisp. Nova whispered something to her, and Hazel shook her head. Then they both looked at me like I was the dumbest person alive, making me re.
“You should eat,” Bly said softly beside me as everyone else fell back into their
conversations.
I looked up at her and all the air whooshed from my lungs. I feel like such a fucking simp every time I look into those electric eyes. She steals the air from me and makes my heart beat so fast I swear everyone around me can hear it. She’s my weakness, my light, my better half. I love her so damn much it fu.cking hurts.
My eyes raked over Bly from head to toe a few times. She’s barefoot with tight jeans hugging her thighs and hips. Her top is bright red and low–cut. My eyes lingered on her cleavage, and for too long a moment, I wondered if I should demand she change. Probably not best to go all possessive over her right now. Besides, no one here will touch her. They all know who she belongs to.
The red top does make Bly’s natural red lips and natural blush in her cheeks stand out. I’ve never seen a creature so captivating and beautiful in my life. Meeting her was a miracle. A blessing. One I wish I would have never given up.
“Who gave you a hair tie?” I grumbled, frowning when I realized her long hair was tied in a low pony–tail behind her head.
Bly rolled her eyes at me.
“No one gave it to me,” she replied. “I stole it.” The pride in her voice made me confused. She seems pleased with herself. Is that because she thinks she got one up on me?
“From where?” I asked, my tone deepening.
Bly sensed my agitation and her eyes snapped to mine. She frowned at me, clearly not happy with my attitude.
“From Psy.cho’s bedroom this morning after I showered,” she stated. Loud enough for everyone to hear, I might <i>add</i><i>. </i>
“Why were you in VP’s room this morning?” Joker asked, his tone teasing like usual.
“Slept therest night,” Bly replied,pletely unbothered.
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“Did you?” Viper asked, matching Joker’s tone. “Cause, my room is right across the hall and <b>f </b>heard a lot of noisesing from that room all… night… long.”
Bly frowned at them.
“Well, we slept eventually,” she said defensively.
Eventually… Fu.ck, I want to know what they did.
The ol‘dies all shared a look as they tried to hide theirughter. The guys were sharing looks, some shaking their heads, and some looking too fu.cking smug. Bly waspletely unbothered by the whole thing, which surprised me. She wasn’t blushing, wasn’t
embarrassed, didn’t deny anything.
“I need to get back to work,” I said, standing up.
“But you haven’t eaten,” Bly said, looking up at me with her face scrunched up.
“I’m takin‘ it with me,” I told her.
“Why’d you evene here or sit down if you weren’t gonna stay, Prez?” Joker asked, pouting dramatically. “We miss you, ya know.”
I gave him a t look before the corners of my lips twitched up.
“I came to see my girl,” I said, bending down to wrap my arm around Bly’s waist. She tensed, but I didn’t care. “I’m takin‘ her too.” Then I pulled her to her feet. Sheined, but I ignored her and grabbed both of our tes. The woman keptining despite willingly following me and even grabbing us each a bottle of water on the way out.
“Are you really going to do work?” Bly asked when I sat down at my desk and began going through emails on myptop.
“I said I had work to do,” I replied as I opened the first email from Ghost.
What the hell is this? A list of people who he sawing in and out of Sean’s house? What for? I needed <i>to </i>know if Sean and Daniel shared a connection somehow.
“Then why am I here?” Bly asked, sitting on the leather couch in the corner of my
office.
“Because I missed you,” I said simply, not looking up from the email.
Bly scoffed, but didn’t say anything else. I read over the names that Ghost sent me and moved on to his next email. It was full of pictures of Daniel and Sean together. It looked <i>like </i>they met up at some fancy restaurant for breakfast. They shook hands, smiled at each other,
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and seemed like old friends. The pictures were dated from over a month ago. I <b>read </b><b>over </b>
what Ghost wrote in the email after looking at the pictures.
<b>Seems </b>like they <b>go </b><b>way </b><b>back</b><b><i>. </i></b>They were <bfortable </b><b><i>with </i></b>each <b><i>other</i></b>, like <b><i>old </i></b><b><i>friends</i></b>. <b>I </b><b><i>couldn’t </i></b><b>get </b><b><i>in </i></b>the <b>restaurant to </b><b><i>try </i></b><b>to </b><b>get </b><b>anything </b>else <b><i>though</i></b><b>. </b>I <b><i>followed </i></b><b><i>Daniel </i></b><b><i>home </i></b><b>to </b>the <b>address </b><b>that </b><b>you </b><b>already </b>gave me. <i>Everything </i>seemed <b><i>normal</i></b>.
Normal… What a joke. Nothing about them is normal. I mean, even if they weren’t abusing Bly, her going missing and them acting like that isn’t fu.cking normal. They aren’t worried
about her at all.
I nced up at Bly as I opened Ghost’sst email, which was sent muchter than the others. She was eating peacefully, looking around my office at everything on the walls. Awards, trophies, licenses, all kinds of memorabilia. All from me and the past prez’s. I smiled at her before looking down at the email.
<b><i>These </i></b><b><i>are </i></b><b><i>from </i></b><ist </i><b><i>night</i></b>. <b><i>Turns </i></b><b><i>out </i></b><b><i>nothing </i></b><b>was </b><b>that </b><b><i>normal</i></b>. <b>Actually</b><b>, </b><b>things </b><b>are </b><b>a </b><b>lot </b><b><i>less </i></b><b><i>normal </i></b><b><i>than </i></b><b>we </b><b><i>thought</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>The </i></b><b>two </b><b><i>other </i></b><b><i>people </i></b><b><i>you’ll </i></b><b>see </b><b>in </b><b><i>these </i></b><b><i>are </i></b><b><i>Sean Dixon’s </i></b><b><i>parents</i></b><b><i>, </i></b><b><i>Mary </i></b><b><i>and </i></b><b><i>Frank </i></b><b><i>Dixon</i></b><b><i>. </i></b>
I furrowed my brow as I read over the short message. Why would Sean’s parents being with them be strange?
I clicked through the pictures to see Sean and Daniel meeting at a different, but just as fancy, restaurant. Daniel appeared to have already been there, waiting for them. Sean joined him and after a few more pictures, another, older couple joined them. The next few pictures were of the four of them seeming to have a normal dinner. It wasn’t until they arrived at an entirely different ce that I realized why it was strange.
I have no idea what the ce was, but looking at the outside, I could guess. Therge white pirs in the front. The cross with Jesus Christ on it, hanging above the door. The whole feel
of it.
They went to church? In the middle of the night? I don’t even see a name on it or anything.
Apparently, Ghost wasn’t allowed inside, but he sent several photos of people leaving at all random hours of the night.
What the hell is this?
Which was exactly what I texted Ghost. His reply was instant, like he’d been waiting for me to say something <i>to </i>him.
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<b>Ghost</b>: A church
<b>Me</b><b>: No </b>sh.it.
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<b>Ghost</b><b>: </b><b>The </b><b>only </b><b>thing </b>I’ve been able to find <b>out </b>about <b>it</b>, is that they are very secretive, very <b>picky </b><b>about </b>who they <b>let </b><b>in</b>, and they have parties often. I’ve been <b>scoping </b>the ce out <b>to </b><b>try </b><b>to </b><b>sneak </b>inside. Haven’t had any luck, but Daniel has been here all day. He <b>hasn’t </b>left <b>at </b><b>all</b>.
What the fu.ck does that mean? Parties? Churches throw parties?
I looked up at Bly. She was still eating and looking around. Now she was on her feet though, reading an award my pop received back in his prime.
“Spark,” I said, getting her attention. She turned to me with those electric eyes <i>and </i>her fork hanging from her mouth. “I gotta talk to you.”
“Bout what?” She asked in that sweet voice of hers.
Fu.ck, how do I go about this?
“I want to ask you some questions about your husband.”
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