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Ava massaged her forehead. What the hell had she agreed to? Did it matter as long as she got Kingpin’s poison off the street corners and out of schools? Seven years later, she still missed her closest childhood friend. Ava had Kat, but she’d been so busy raising her little sister, going to school, and helping her mother that she hadn’t the time or energy to build another tight friendship like that. Another part of her was also scared. What if she did, and that person disappeared like Sasha and Puck had. There was no doubt she was a little lonely. Although she’d never regretted walking away from the old crowd, she missed their easy camaraderie.
Sinking back in her chair, she tapped on her keyboard to open up her computer screen as fantasies of getting Kingpin danced in her head. After t
