Chapter 18 Deliberate Touches

Nessa POV

The phone buzzed before I reached the kitchen counter.

I answered. “Brennan?”

“Don’t touch your skate bag. They’re coming for your clearance.”

I stopped. “Who?”

“Vale. He just asked me to sign a disavowal. Offered to wipe my record if I threw you to the board.”

“Did you sign it?”

“I...

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