6) I can’t believe it. She left. Walked out. Again. I wait in my hotel room fifteen minutes. She has to come back. She wasn’t wearing any shoes. But she doesn’t.It’s like, no matter how hard I fucking try, Cadence and I can’t seem to get more than a few hours together. I’m not even sure what happened.“Such an ass.” I walk into the bedroom, pick up my phone, and dial Diane’s number.She answers on the third ring. “John.”“You hear anything?” I see Cadence’s bag on the floor and freeze. Usually I leave other people’s shit alone, a consequence of growing up in my family.“Actually, yeah, and you aren’t going to fucking believe it.”“Really?” I pick up Cade’s bag and set it on the bed, then sit next to it. “What’s the news? Did they find Zane?” I unzip the bag and tell myself I won’t touch anything. I’m just going to peek. There’s a phone and a folded piece of paper, like a letter, I think.“Hell no. Apparently he’s into a lot of illegal shit.
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