#Chapter34
Let's Throw a Party
Max
I watched Ivy's face as she listened to whoever was on the other end of the call.
/"You're sure?/" Her face was a mixture of confusion and what I hoped wasn't fear, but I wasn't confident that was the case. /"Okay. Thanks,/" she hung up and sank to the bed.
/"Ivy?/" I took a step toward her cautiously. She didn't move, just stared at her feet. I crouched down in front of her and put a hand on each of her thighs. /"Ivy. What is it?/"
/"I can't believe it,/" she breaths, still not looking at me.
/"What?/"
Her head whips up like she just realized I was there. Her eyes lock with mine. /"The shooter.../" I nod waiting for her to keep going. /"He's... He... A solider under Uncle Dom,/" her eyebrows furrow like she just can't believe it.