Chapter 22: A Party Gift

***Chase's POV*** "Please accept this as confirmation that your order of muffins has arrived," Thomas texted. Muffins were just a code word so we didn't have any proof in case something terrible happened. I responded by saying something that always made me feel like a wuss. "Thanks for the muffins. I'll make sure to share them when I am full," I sent back. Usually, there was a package in my mailbox. No one really checked it but me, so it worked out well. I also didn't have to worry about Emma finding them. This week, they got distributed to my crew, and I got a small fee for the added risk. "New muffin flavor in. Want a taste test?" He texted again. "No thanks, I am stuffed," I responded, not wanting anymore. I would probably hand over my order to Luke anyway. Emma rapped on my door. She set out a few things for me to possibly wear to Aria's party. I was used to wild and crazy parties with drinking, girls, and drugs on occasion. This wouldn't be even close to that, and I