Chapter 11A shirtless Richie Stoker was stretched out on Ben’s bed when Ben came in from the shower. For a moment, Ben thought it was Adam. “Hey, yo! What’s going on?”
Richie sat up. “Waiting on you, so we can head to Club Gold together.”
“Be ready in a bit.”
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Inseparable during their teens, Richie and Adam Stoker rose through the high school gymnastics ranks together, with Ben, the youngest student ever on the varsity team, not far behind. When Adam flunked out of UCLA and failed to step up the next rung with the other two, things between the trio got a bit strained.
Ben usually knew which twin was which right off, just by looking into their eyes. Their bodies were closer to identical than their faces to him. The twins even had the same tattoo on the same part of their anatomy
