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lot earlier than I thought it would be when
I got done. I hadn’t heard from Dax that day so I decided to call him and see
if he wanted to do something. I’d been thinking about going to Mel’s with him
since the day I stopped there. I thought it would be fun to hang out for a
while and have dinner.
    I called him, but he didn’t answer so I decided to
just load up some of my stuff and drive over. If he wasn’t there, I could
probably get Bull to open the bedroom for me so I could start moving some of my
stuff over. It had been about a week since I cleaned it, so I figured it would
probably need to be done again too.
    I found Bull, Blake and Bo in deep conversation in
the back when I got there. They stopped talking when they saw me and after a
few seconds of recovery time, Bull said, “Hey sweetheart, Dax isn’t here. I
really don’t know where he went.” I had my arms full of bags and it finally
must have dawned on him because he said, “I can open the room for you if you
want me to.”
    “I’d like that, if you don’t mind,” I told him.
    I smiled at Blake, but he didn’t smile back. He just
glared at me and it was making me nervous so I turned away quickly and
pretended to be shuffling with my bags until Bull came back with the key. He
slipped the key in the door and stepped away, letting me go inside on my own.
    “Thanks, Bull,” I told him over my shoulder.
    “Sure, sweetheart,” he said. I hated it when he
called me that.
    I turned back towards the room and was surprised to
see it was full of wooden crates. What the hell was this? Was Dax collecting
equipment for his business? I put my stuff down and went over to look more
closely at them. They didn’t have any lettering or markings on them. The one on
top looked like it had been pried open and the lid only sat down on it loosely.
With a knot in my stomach, I lifted the lid and looked inside. I already
thought I knew what I was going to find. The crate was full of little black
balloons. I reached in and picked one up just as I heard the door open behind
me. I swung around and saw Dax looking at me with the Oh Shit! look on his face.
    “What the hell, Dax? What is this?”
    He closed the door quickly and said, “Keep your
voice down, please.”
    “What is this?” I said again, holding out the bag.
    “It’s heroin,” he said. I felt like I was going to
throw up.
    “You’re going to do something aren’t you? You’re
still going after them? Where did you get all of this?”
    “I stole it,” he said. “From Blake and my brother’s
warehouse.”
    I felt the tears stinging my eyes and I couldn’t
stop them. My voice cracked as I saw the future I’d let myself imagine once
again start slipping away. “You promised, Dax. You were supposed to stop.”
    “I’m sorry, Liv. I can’t.”
    “What are you going to do with all of this? This
is…I mean, I don’t know anything about drugs but even I know this stuff is
worth a lot of money. They’re not going to just overlook this, Dax.”
    “No, they won’t overlook it. The bad guys will go
after Brock for it. The drugs all went through him. It was his responsibility
to make sure they were safe. He failed. Now he’ll have to take whatever comes
his way like a man.”
    “They’ll kill him, won’t they?” I asked, shocked.
Dax didn’t seem to care it was his own brother he was talking about. He
suddenly seemed as cold as the rest of them. What the hell was wrong with these
people?
    “That’s not my problem. I hope they don’t kill him,
but he’ll have to figure it out. He should have thought of all that before he
got mixed up with these people.”
    “You don’t even sound like yourself,” I said.
    “I’m not the same guy I used to be, Liv. No one will
ever push me around again. They are going to be sorry that they fucked with
me.”
    “And what about me, Dax? What am I supposed to do?
Live in a room full of heroin and act like I don’t know it’s here?”
    “No, you need to go