Jordan’s POV
“Can I use your phone?” I asked Bash as soon as my grandfather and his posse left in their cars.
“Sure,” Bash handed me his phone.
I tried to call Nicky but he didn’t answer. He had better be talking to his family telling them that he is going to go to my grandfather and telling him about his biological father. I was counting on Nicky to fix this mess. My grandfather was losing his marbles. He forced me to come stay with the Hellhounds for my own ‘safety’ and ‘well-being’ sure. Then why did he have my cellphone turned off? Wouldn’t I need that to call someone in an emergency situation? He wanted to separate me from Nicky. I am an adult. How dare he do this to me.
“Ugh, no answer,” I said and handed his phone back to him.
“He is probably busy. I will let y
