Page 180 of Unlucky Like Us
Bodyguards voice their opinions over one another.
Ambrose turns to the fleet again. “You’re all invited to Faye and Hudson’s wedding, so I don’t know why you’re so angry.”
The door chimes. Security goes deathly silent.Eliot and Tom.I rise again, only to sink back in my seat.
Still not them.
“Oscar,” Donnelly whispers to me, just in case I can’t remember Charlie’s bodyguard.
Another bodyguard snaps, “Oliveira, tell production to scram.”
Oscar blinks. “Scram?”
“Yeah,scram.”
Oscar’s brows crinkle. “Call me nuts but this isn’t theWest Side Story, and I’mnotparticipating in a fucking rumble.” He extends an arm between production and security. “Play nice.”
Bodyguards groan and cough, “Traitor.”
Even so, Jack’s bright grin hasn’t faded. Strange. Oh wait, Jack is approaching Oscar, and they’re kissing! Whaaat in the world.
My jaw slowly unhinges.
“They’re married,” Donnelly says to me, and he’s full-on grinning like it’s the best news he gets to tell me. Oscar, I’ve come to realize viaWe Are CallowayFanaticon Forums is super close to Donnelly. (Yes, I’ve been snooping online but just recent posts.)
One of the worst things I’ve seen: an article about my dad feuding with Donnelly. To which, Donnelly confessed it was fake to help him infiltrate his toxic family. He needed to distance himself more from mine.
It was a good reminder that I can’t believe everything on the internet. Which is why I haven’t combed through too much online.
Production is true to their word at Superheroes & Scones and depart after ten. Oscar goes with them. Only a few minutes later, the door chimes for a third time.
This has to be Eliot and Tom.
My nerves double. Of all my cousins, I thought about confronting Jane first, but Eliot and Tom reached out to me in a group text.
ELIOT
We’ve been told to wait for you to contact us, but you know what we think about rules.
TOM
Meant to be broken
ELIOT
100%, so this is us saying we’re still your best friends. Let’s hang out when you’re ready.
So last night I texted back:
Superheroes & Scones tomorrow at 11AM?
TOM
We’ll be there
ELIOT
Wouldn’t miss it