Chapter 81

GABRIEL "What do you mean she has them?” I snap at Ryan and Joe as I stand by the balcony, running my hands through my hair. The wind rustled the leaves of the nearby willow, and the moon cast an everlasting glow by the city below. I gritted my teeth, cursing into the night with words not fit for younger ears to hear. "F*ck! How could let this happen?!" I throw the papers in front of them, my jaw hurting because of the many times I have clenched them. I wanted to punch them but I controlled...