Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Brooklyn

Aden nods to me and then to a guard I didn't realize was standing behind me.

As the guard heads off, Aden gestures to me to come closer, so I do.

I stand by his side and we both watch the door silently, waiting for Lennox to show up.

Lennox appears a few minutes later, his face worried.

"Brooklyn," he says, crossing the room to me and wrapping me in a hug I wasn't expecting. "I'm so glad to see you're all right."

He nods to Aden next. "Thank you, Aden, so much. For taking care of my girl."

I look between them. "You didn't know? That I was all right?"

Lennox shakes his head, glaring at Aden a little. "I just got word this morning. Apparently, this house was on lockdown all day yesterday."

"Sorry to have kept you waiting," Aden says, his arms crossed. "It was in the best interests of my security. Do you have any word on what happened two nights ago? Who is responsible for the attack?"

Lennos shakes his head, apparently unsure.

"My men are out there, listening to the word on the street. Our best guess is that it was Colsen." Remington says, spreading his hands. "He's had it out for you, Kenwood, ever since you went to the warden."

I look between them. Colsen? The warden? What the hell was going on?

nods slowly at Lennox, his face

out," Lennox says, shaking his head with regret. "I should have known. Shouldn't have

I frown. This was Aden's very theory. Why

grows awkwardly

the silence and gesturing towards me, "if I had a private moment with my daughter?

for a moment and then nods

says nothing as he heads out

at my father, feeling strange and awkward. My hands go immediately to my hair, starting to braid it. "Brooklyn,"

to him, genuinely. "Really, I'm fine. Aden got us

fine," he says, relieved, wiping his sweaty hands down the length

that moment. We were out of the room and able to get to the car

for lack of any

glances towards the door. "And you're...happy here?" he asks. "Kenwood is good

following his gaze, surprised by the direction of

softly. "If you wanted to come home, you are always welcome." Home. The word doesn't sit easy with me, not really. Because his home hasn't been my home

not a lie, not really. Of course, I'd rather go home to my real family, but if that's not an option then I'd

QUMS

fatherly grin. "And how are things going with

well," I say, raising my

fiancé really is your best friend. I grow awkwardly silent again, though, not really knowing

you love him?"

"Yes, of course

feel...strongly

blink again, then I blush,

down at the floor,

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