Chapter 1218

"Winona, Tarquin says to put the pill bottle away and just stick to the plan. Don't worry about Zane hurting you the place is crawling with security."

Winona did as instructed, slipping the tiny bottle into her jeans pocket. Her expression turned icy.

"Negotiations are over. You can all leave now!"

Zane's brows knitted together. "Excuse me, what did you just say?"

Winona shot him a look of pure disdain. "This is my house. After all this drama, you really think you get to stay here? Aren't you embarrassed? Because I sure am by you."

Priscilla nearly exploded, her voice shrill. "You're telling us to leave? You should be the one leaving! This is my son's house!"

Winona didn't even look her way. She strode over to the front door, yanked it open, and leaned against the frame, arms crossed.

"So, are you walking out on your own, or should I call the cops to help you out?"

a "private chat"-but before he could

sliced open his skin, and

pain, instantly

glanced around the porch, but the quiet suburban street was empty. The tension in the air was thick as

in surprise. "You didn't come back alone.

to elaborate. She let

"You told Tarquin

"Yeah. So what?"

"I texted you, Winona! I warned you: if you want your dad to stay alive, you say nothing. You told them anyway-are you trying to get

ignored him. Right on cue, the moving truck she'd called pulled up outside.

"Everything in the walk-in

sheets, whatever you find. Oh, and clear out the kitchen and bathroom too want every last thing out of

They started hauling out

it onto the

trying to block their way. "Stop! That's our

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