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“There’s one more thing … Foster broke up with me.” I tilt my head to the sky, praying for strength. “He traded my debt with my father for someone else.”
“Who?” they ask in unison.
“The Keeper?” I state.
“Fuck,” Ryder sneers.
I nod. “Yeah, so I’m going to help him pay off the debt.” I hold out the diamond necklace I never took off, and it glitters in the sun.
Callum touches the sparkling jewels. “So, all will be fixed after you …” He looks back to the pawn shop. “Sell this?”
“Yes.” I hope.
“How much is the debt?” Ryder crosses his arms; he looks like he’s ready to murder someone. I’ve realized his and Foster’s relationship is like brothers more so than the rest of the crew. Which is why I was hoping just Callum would come, but really, to protect Foster I needed to tell them both.
“I’m not sure, but I know this will cover it. It has too; this necklace is covered in diamonds.”
Ryder nods. “Let’s go in then.”
I walk into the pawn shop, feeling a newfound sense of clarity.
Foster, I’m going to fix this.
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“The cheap bastardcan afford fucking anything, but he buys me a fake necklace?”
“How much was it?” Callum asks. He stayed by the bikes while me and Ryder went inside.
“Three thousand, which may take off like a pinch of the debt,” I groan, knowing I don’t even know how deep Foster is in.
My father did this on purpose. He bought me a fake necklace knowing I would pawn it for Sophie. Fucking asshole. Little does he know, I’m as slick as he is.
My eyes roam around the lot, looking for something to solve this problem.
“There.” I point to a black motorcycle.
“What about it?” Ryder asks.
I shrug. “Let’s go pay for it.”
“Fun!” Callum grins.
Ryder tilts his head. “Are you wanting to ride?”
“No.” I shake my head, a fever coursing through me. “I’m going to race.”
A laugh escapes Ryder’s chest. “Are you insane?”
“A little.”
He crosses his arms, like a big brother trying to protect his crazy little sister. “You just wrecked … You can’t race.”
“Watch me.” I wink as I walk back inside.
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Foster POV