Frankie
Hazel whines as the elevator door closes and starts to move. ‘We’ll see Clayton later, Hazel,’ I reassure her. ‘I have work I need to do, and Clayton has his work.’
‘I know,’ Hazel whimpers. ‘I just miss him.’
I shake my head and chuckle as the door opens on the bottom floor. I hurry out to the parking lot, get into the Mercedes, and speed out. It only takes about twenty minutes for me to get home. I stop in front of the packhouse, and Fred, one of the omegas, steps out to take my keys.
“Thank you, Fred,” I nod as he gets into the Mercedes.
“Frankie,” I see Josh running up to me with Jamie. My brother-in-law looks to have been crying. “Is it true? Is it true that Ronnie is dead?”
I look between him and Jamie. “Who told you?”
“I heard Mom talking about it with your Mom. I
