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younger sister.
    Brooklyn stopped grunting and wiggling around like she had fire ants climbing up her ass and looked at us. “Seriously?” she asked. “Are you both just going to sit there and stare at me, or are you gonna help me get the hell out of this damn chair?”
    “I don’t know about Gabby, but I’m enjoying your struggle too much. I think I’m gonna grab another drink and just sit back and see how long this takes.” Audrey stood and slowly walked toward the counter, where she refilled her cup. Brooklyn glared at her the entire time.
    “Bitch,” Brook mumbled.
    Having the two of them around so much really helped me keep my head above water and soothed the ache of losing Josh. But when everybody got back to their own lives and I was left to face the fact he was gone, those were my darkest times.
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 9
     
     
    Josh
     
    “How you hanging in there, man?” Trevor asked over the phone.
    “It’s getting harder every day. I just want to call her, go to her, and tell her I’m here.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “I don’t know how much longer I can do this.”
    “If I show you something, you have to promise you won’t be pissed.”
    His words sent a surge of irritation through me. “You know when someone says that, it generally means that person fucked up, right?”
    “Depends on how you look at it, Josh. I mean, I may have broken a few laws, but in the end I do believe you’ll be pleased.” I could hear the cocky arrogance in his voice.
    Trevor was Mike’s older brother, and the guy was entirely too confident. Yeah, he was the best fucking techie I had ever met. He could break code and tap into any surveillance or security system in the city in the time it takes to pour a cup of coffee. He knew he was good. That was where his arrogance came from.
    “You gonna tell me or just jerk my fucking chain?” I grumbled. My patience was growing thin these days.
    “First of all, man, I love you, but I ain’t jerking anything of yours.” He chuckled at his own joke, and I only grew more irritated.
    “Okay, fuckwad,” I said, trying to let him know I wasn’t up for his shit.
    “All right, damn.” He cleared his throat, and I could hear him tapping away on the keys. “Check your email, not your work one, your personal.”
    Trevor was now aware of our recent discovery. He knew how important it was not to trust anyone until we figured out who was behind all this shit. So we had each created new email accounts to communicate. We also continued to say very little through email or phone calls to be safe, and we felt that was the best solution for now.
    After signing in and clicking the tab, I sat back, impatiently waiting. As I opened the email from Trevor titled:
     
    Every man’s wet dream.
     
    I rolled my eyes, wondering what the fuck this garbage was.
    It contained a link for a video feed, and I clicked it.
    When a box popped up on my screen asking for a password, I think I fucking growled.
    “Damn, dude, breathe.” Trevor chuckled. I typed as he gave me the password, and as I hit Enter and the video loaded, my fingers froze over the keys.
    “What is this?” I asked.
    “Something I think you need, brother,” Trevor added with no humor in his voice. “The rest of us haven’t had to endure the shit you have. We didn’t have our lives ripped out from beneath us. We can all pretend we know what you’re going through, but fuck, Josh, we have no clue. So I wanted to give you something to fight for. Give you a little motivation to keep going.”
    “Thank you,” I whispered hoarsely. “How did you do this?”
    “I have my ways, you know that. But just for your peace of mind, I sent an arrangement of flowers with a hidden cam in the vase to her apartment from all of us here at the Bureau, or at least that’s what the card said. Just enjoy, and don’t forget to check the other saved videos I sent in a second email. There are some good ones.” He