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He scrubbed his hand over his face as he paced back and forth in front of me.

“When I got the divorce papers, I had every intention of just signing them and sending them back. It wasn’t until the papers about Charlotte—”

“Charlie,” I hissed.

He let out a long, slow breath. “When I saw the papers regarding Charlie, I knew she was with the man she cheated on me with, and it fucking pissed me off. So I came up to confront you both. When I walked in and saw you, well, I wasn’t planning on letting you do a DNA test.”

“Then what was all that fucking shit you spewed?”

“I was fucking angry, Jack! My wife cheated on me with my fucking brother! It was like walking into the fuckingJerry Springer Show!” he yelled.

A fist banged on the door, and Blade called out, “Jack?”

“All good, brother,” I hollered over my shoulder. “So, you still didn’t want anything to do with me?”

“No.”

“Fuck you, Derek!”

I quickly stepped over to him and slammed my fist into his gut. He buckled over, and I brought my knee up into the side of his head. Shoving him over, he laid there on the floor.

“Get up!” I yelled.

Derek rolled over and sat up, leaning against the wall.

“Get the fuck up!” I screamed.

“No.”

I walked over and slammed my boot into his hip.

“You’re a fucking coward,” I spat. “Stay the fuck away from me and my family.”

I moved to the door, unlocking it, and placing my hand on the knob. I paused when I heard Derek’s voice.

“Jack?”

I didn’t turn around, I couldn’t, but I waited to see what hewould say.

“Tell Samantha I’m sorry.”

I swallowed the pain that lodged in my throat at his rejection.

I opened the door and walked out, expecting to never see my brother again.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Samantha

Another two weeks had gone by, and we still hadn’t heard from Carrie or Derek. Nav had been keeping tabs on Derek. He hadn’t left yet, and we didn’t know why.

We still couldn’t find Carrie. Wherever she was hiding, she picked a damn good spot. The guys found a hidden driveway in the development.

Somehow, with the way it was designed, you wouldn’t see it unless you were looking for it. Carrie had to know it was there and used it to hide from Mimic. He was still kicking himself for losing her.

Mimic had become my constant shadow. He went everywhere with me and Charlie. Today, Charlie and I were going to the bookstore, and then meeting Beck for lunch.

“Hey, Sammy, what are you all dressed up for?” Jack asked, pulling me against him.