Kyle is passed out on the couch, exhausted from this entire ordeal, no doubt.
Joy hid so many secrets, ones which I don’t think she ever told me because I feel surprised, like the news that Dominic shared was the first time I ever heard it. I wonder why Joy wouldn’t tell me. If we were best friends, I would think that’s something she’d tell me.
And that has me wondering just who Kyle’s biological father is.
I flick the corner of the piece of paper Trista gave me, deep in thought. I don’t know why this address of where Misha got his drugs from is so important, but I can’t shake the feeling that it conceals a lot more secrets.
Kyle’s laptop is open, so I reach for it off the coffee table and type the address into the search bar. I have no expectations, but when I see a run-down mansion,
