Chapter Fifty-Two – Get me a gun.

Devon’s POV

When I woke up, the TV was still switched on even if no one was watching. Isn’t Bart home already? Why didn’t no one wake me up?

“Bart! Black! Anyone!!” I left the couch and headed to the pool. That was Bart’s usual place but he wasn’t there.

The pool had been drained and was dry so I bet he hadn’t used it today. Why was he so busy suddenly?

This wasn’t the first time he was temporarily replacing me and he became so occupied?

I dialed his line and but he didn’t answer. Checking my call logs, I noticed six...