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Jordan
“Jordan!” a voice called from the front door.
I pushed away from my desk in my office and strode into the living room, surprised to find my brother had let himself in. “Hey, what’s going on?”
“Why didn’t you answer your goddamn phone?”
I touched my pockets, realizing I didn’t have the thing on me. I didn’t even know where it was. I’d been distracting myself with work. It was easier than trying to learn to relax.
“I don’t have it on me. What’s wrong?”
“Well, I already talked to Hollin, but we have a problem.”
I sighed and headed into the kitchen. I pulled out two beers and dropped one on the counter for him. “Not sure I can have any more problems.”
Julian didn’t complain. He took the beer and chugged the entire thing. I narrowed my eyes at my brother. He liked to drink, b
