💀Kody Vincent💀 
 "Leave the fucking gun, Kody" King said for what seemed like the hundredth time. "I'm not going in here with you if you have that thing with you. "
 I groaned pressing my fingers to the corner of my eyes in frustration. "I need the fucking gun King. I can't just barge in there empty-handed and demand that he leave Ezra alone."
 He shook his head. "No. That's just asking for trouble."
 We were sitting in the parking lot of Lucky's. It was eleven at night and Ezra was working. She'd text me to let me know that Luca had walked in.
 "Luca c

King stayed at the bar with me. He looked annoyed and stressed and as tired as anyone could be without falling flat on their face, but he stayed.
 He swiped through his phone, texting furiously and occasionally stepping back so he could take a phone call or two. When I asked if he knew anything new, he'd reply with the same phrase.
 "Kody will be by to talk to you"
 Since I couldn't think of a way to get any more information, I focused on my work. I served my tables with a forced smile and I cleaned the restaurant relentlessly.
 When there were only ten minutes left of my shift, Kody walked through the double doors. He looked tired and his hair l

The next morning, Macy came over.
 Kody was in the shower when I heard nonstop pounding on my door.
 I used the peephole, and opened the door to find an enraged Macy standing on the opposite side with a large bouquet of lilies.
 "Good morning sunshine." I said sarcastically, stepping aside so that she could come in.
 "Jamie's going to murder me, Ezra." She said calmly as she set the bouquet on my countertop. She snatched a small white card out of her pocket and handed it to me. "Or he's going to murder him."
 I raised a brow in confusion before reading the neat sentence scrawled on the car

💀Kody Vincent💀 
 "Leave the fucking gun, Kody" King said for what seemed like the hundredth time. "I'm not going in here with you if you have that thing with you. "
 I groaned pressing my fingers to the corner of my eyes in frustration. "I need the fucking gun King. I can't just barge in there empty-handed and demand that he leave Ezra alone."
 He shook his head. "No. That's just asking for trouble."
 We were sitting in the parking lot of Lucky's. It was eleven at night and Ezra was working. She'd text me to let me know that Luca had walked in.
 "Luca coming up to her job is asking for trouble. He brought a gun to her fucking house. You know that d

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