Chapter 668 It Was Them
The vibe in the car turned icy in an instant. Outside, the fire raged even wilder. Why not ride the wave when secrets were bound to come out?
Thinking this, I turned to Inch and said, "Gregory, a guy you know."
Inch scrunched his forehead, looking more than a little upset. "Are you still in touch with the cops?" he demanded. Before I could even answer, he pressed on, "So, about the fire tonight..."
I shrugged. "I'm not too sure. It could be, or maybe not. If it is, the cops aren't trying to torch the bad stuff; they're probably after Lucas and Kenneth."
Inch was seriously rattled. If I had not helped him out before and was not pregnant, he might've choked me out right there and then.
He glared at me, his face stormy, teeth clenched. "Ms. Scott, you’d better hope Luke's okay tonight."
He did not wait for any more answers. He grabbed a gun from the car, clipped it to his belt, and bolted toward the docks.
It was clear he was really worried about Lucas, so much so that he ditched m

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