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Avery
The knocking started a few minutes after I closed my office door.
“I know you’re in there.” Max’s voice carried through the door.
I sat frozen in my swivel chair, hands over my face, staring through my fingers at the door.
The doorknob turned but I had already clicked the deadbolt closed. The doorknob rattled.
“Avery.” Emmett’s voice, this time. He sounded pissed. “Open the door.”
Of course he was pissed. I had put him in this predicament. I couldn’t keep my big mouth shut, so I blabbed our secret to Hannah. And now because I wanted my precious little restaurant, he wouldn’t get to be mayor.
I heard him sigh in the hallway. “I’m going to fix this.”
I didn’t answer him. I didn’t see how he could get us out of this mess. It was me or him, but not both.
“Nothing’s changed,
