His Identity

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|Nick's POV|

Infuriating.

Aveline is absolutely fucking infuriating with her, 'I wanna find out what happened to my father' bullshit like dude— why?

She went digging into stuff she shouldn't be. But I understand why she'd do that. I would've wanted to find out what happened to my dad if he ever is to disappear one day so I can't really blame her.

But it's the fact that there's a high chance the Mafia's involved in this whole shit that's fucking with my head. The life I've been trying to get away from. Here it comes knocking on my door again.

My plan was simple; move the fuck away from my parents, find out who the hell sent that bitch to kill my sister and why then that's it. Going back was never on my list and it's not about to be.

There's no way in hell that I'm returning there. I won't be able to look at my parents the same, I won't be able to step in the same house where Eli used to play and I sure as hell won't be able to see the same backyard where she was shot and bled out. Fuck, I won't be able to look at the floors knowing that she walked on them.

My house has become my personal hell.

I miss her so fucking much.

Ryver and I haven't really gotten far with our investigation. He gave me a name; Amelia.

And I have no idea who the fuck that is.

Ryver says she's a prostitute so finding her is kinda hard because she doesn't stay in one place and uses different identities everytime. He's told me that he's been trying to find her for about three weeks now, going from places to places, strip clubs to strip clubs but there's just no sign of her. 

While I don't understand how in the absolute hell a prostitute can be a lead in this whole mess, I don't exactly have a choice. I have find out who the hell 'they' were. It's way too important now that I know there's a whole fucking group of them.

I want to kill every single one of them.

What did Eli ever do to them? She was just a fucking child.

Did they kill her to get back at dad? Or maybe mom? Or literally anyone in my family? I wouldn't be surprised if they did. They have quite a lot of enemies.

But why use me as a pawn? Am I that easy?

Fuck.

I hate myself. This is all my fault. Eli would've been alive right now if not for me. I need to avenge her. I owe it to her.

"Dude," Rhys whispers, bringing me back to reality from my thoughts.

I look at him to find that he's staring at me with a crease between his brows and his bottom lip in between his teeth. There's this mischievous glint in his eyes which alerts me instantly. That never means anything good.

I straighten myself in my seat. I'm sitting on the counter while Zale is tattooing someone, Nat is taking selfies of herself and Ryver and Aveline are busy fucking flirting with each other.

Well, it's more like he's flirting with her. She's just standing there, blushing like a god damn idiot and smiling at every little shit Ryver's saying— things that I'm sure probably doesn't even make sense.

How absolutely stupid.

I don't know why I offered her a ride. I guess I just wanted to avoid more air pollution by carpooling. Yeah, that must be it.