  The next morning, Quinn picks me up. Theo is with him. The kid looks distraughted. His focus is fully on his phone.
      &quot;I heard your brother was picked up by the cops for questioning. What happened?&quot; He starts the engine of his Lamborghini.
      My brother's confession from last night is still fresh in my head. He confessed that he was stealing money from the shop to finance Nimo's lifestyle and his new apartment. He also revealed he was fired a week before the fire incident when Robert found out. But swears he never burnt down the shop or kill him. Which I believe.
      &quot;The mechanic shop he was working at burnt down. So they needed him to clarify some of the things.&quot; I say.
      &quot;If you need any help am here.&quot; Quinn says. Courtney crosses my head but I push the thought away am not planning on doing anything with him. Am here because am fond of Theo

  I go back to check when she tweeted. Thirteen minutes ago. I decide to sent her a direct message.
      When you make some confession at thirteen to a total stranger you never imagine at some point in the future that innocent confession will be the beginning of the end.
      Petra, was her name. I meet her at the streets months after our house was burned down. I was angry and mourning. I just needed to let it all out. She was a meth addict, never sober. I told her everything, She nicknamed me sourhoney. I just needed someone to talk to and I was sure she would not remember the next day. And there's only one way to see if she remembers. I message her; Do you remember me?
      The reply is instantly, of course, sourhoney.
      Oh shit!
      &quot;We are almost done,&quot; Quinn says to me. I shake my absent mindedly focused on my phone.
      I decide to play it cool to see how much 

  &quot;I can't believe you brought a bunch of posers to my apartment!&quot; Oliver pours a drink to one the guest. She takes a sip and pours the rest on the floor.
      &quot;Disgusting!&quot; The despicable guest spits and staggers away.
      &quot;Am being humiliated in my own house and on top of that I get to be the help of his despicable beings.&quot;Oliver throws me a dirty look and looks down at his now stained carpet.
      I had no other choice but to use Oliver's apartment as mine and host a house warming party. I couldn't use Quinn's Penthouse, he made that very clear.
      &quot;I will make it up to you.&quot; I promise.
      Oliver grunts ands walks away with a tray full of drinks.
      &quot;We are now patronizing with the low life helps.&quot; Roxanna walks up to me.
      I decide to ignore her snide remark about my brother. Only Quinn know him.
      She doesn't tak

The next morning, Quinn picks me up. Theo is with him. The kid looks distraughted. His focus is fully on his phone.
      &quot;I heard your brother was picked up by the cops for questioning. What happened?&quot; He starts the engine of his Lamborghini.
      My brother's confession from last night is still fresh in my head. He confessed that he was stealing money from the shop to finance Nimo's lifestyle and his new apartment. He also revealed he was fired a week before the fire incident when Robert found out. But swears he never burnt down the shop or kill him. Which I believe.
      &quot;The mechanic shop he was working at burnt down. So they needed him to clarify some of the things.&quot; I say.
      &quot;If you need any help am here.&quot; Quinn says. Courtney crosses my head but I push the thought away am not planning on doing anything with him. Am here because am fond of Theo.
      &quot;Want to play some game kiddo?&quot; Quinn asks him through the rear view. I can't b

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