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Maddox
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WE’D JUST LOADED an unconscious Buster into the van when my phone began to buzz. I looked at it and found a text from Chuck asking me to call her.
It was an emergency.
I swore.
“What’s up?” Tank asked.
“Chuck wants me to call her,” I said.
“Chuck?”
“Charlie.”
“Oh. Go ahead and do what you gotta do. By the way, you can probably take the wig and s**t off,” he replied.
“I’ll be right back,” I said, removing the hairpiece.
I turned and headed back toward the house, grateful it was dark and Frannie’s neighbors couldn’t see me. I quickly dialed Chuck and she answered on the first ring.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
She told me about what she’d found in her father’s computer. She believed that he’d paid someone off so they wouldn’t accept her into the sc
