Asher's pov.I stepped out of the cab right in front of my house, paying the driver before rushing through the front door. Leonard's heavy suit jacket was clutched tightly in my hands, still smelling faintly of his cologne. I let out a quiet breath of relief when I saw the living room was empty. No one was downstairs to question me.I hurried up the stairs, but just as I reached the landing, the door to my sister's room swung open. Ava stepped out.We briefly locked eyes, neither of us saying anything as we went to pass each other in the narrow hallway. But then, she suddenly stopped in her tracks, her eyes dropping to my hands."I haven't seen that jacket before," Ava said, narrowing her eyes at the dark fabric."It's not mine," I said, keeping my grip tight on it."I was wondering," she murmured, leaning closer to inspect the material. "That looks way too expensive to belong to you.""It's for a friend," I muttered, shifting past her."What friend?" She asked, turning around to fo
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