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?"

back inside for a "private chat"-but before he could touch her, a rock came whizzing out of nowhere and smacked his

his

in pain, instantly on

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

to Winona, Zane's eyes narrowed in surprise. "You didn't come back

sideways glance, refusing to elaborate. She let

"You told Tarquin

"Yeah. So what?"

eyes went wide, almost popping out of his head. "I texted you, Winona! I warned you: if you want your dad to stay alive,

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

"Everything in the walk-in

you find. Oh, and clear out the kitchen and bathroom

hauling out Zane and

armful, dumping it

"Stop! That's our personal property!

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