Chapter 13

“I’m gonna have to cancel our trivia night at Throwbacks, sorry. Chip said I could go now, so I’m packing up my stuff and heading over there.”

“No worries. There’s always another time. Text me when you know something, okay? Tell Rhys I said hi.”

“I will. Later, Lee.” I ran into the building to grab my laptop and backpack. I needed to get to Rhys as soon as possible.

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It was one-thirty in the afternoon when I finally made it to the house.

“Rhys?” I called out, once I unlocked the front door with the spare key I still had. Dad hadn’t changed the locks.

“In the basement,” he replied, his voice faint since he was downstairs. I locked the door behind me and walked by the staircase into the kitchen. I dumped my belongings on the table, and hung my suit jacket over the back of the chair. I noticed the kitchen was clean, Rhys’s doing, I was certain. Dad had never washed a dish in his life.