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Sure, Piper is mean and all, but is she honestly capable of this?
“Piper,” Tony says. “Name sounds so smooth coming out of your mouth.”
“What was your idea?” I growl.
“Just come back now, Cutter. It is what it is at this point. With everything. Okay? I think the pushing an old lady in front of a car scandal has cooled enough. You’re getting these texts. You should be here. Close to everything you’re familiar with. We can start getting ahead of everything. Put all this shit behind us, okay? Hold a press conference. Talk about your rehab. I know you’ll hate it, but we need some good social media content of you. So we record videos of you working out. Holding a bat. Standing at second base of the empty stadium. Build it up. Create momentum. Most of all, separate yourself from all of this.”
Just like that? Huh? First I’m shipped off to Morgalen like I’m some dirty dark secret. Now I’m supposed to just pack up and leave?
I mean, technically, that’s been the plan all along.
I don’t own the house I live in. I don’t know anyone in Morgalen except Piper, her son, and a few others I’ve spoken to maybe once or twice.
Yet…
“You need to be back here now, Cutter,” Tony says. “The dust has settled. Things are calm. Or I should say they are perceived to be calm. You’ve done your job with the swimming and resting and all that. It’s time to get back into this facility. With actual physical therapists. Actual trainers. It’s time. It’s making sense.”
“Tony,” I say. “Stop saying it’s time.”
“Cutter, I figured you’d be doing cartwheels right now at the thought of being back here. I’m not liking where this is headed.”
I give Tony a dark glare.
I then get his phone back to him and open the door.
He knows his cue to leave without saying anything else.
I stand at the open door and look out the multi-million dollar facility at my disposal. The ownership has spent money that is hard to comprehend as it makes no sense. State-of-the-art isn’t even the beginning.
Tony’s right.
I need to be right here.
Finish my rehab. Get back in the game.
My phone echoes with a fresh text.
I fully expect it to be the person blackmailing…
It’s a text from Piper.
I cannot believe I’m doing this right now so please don’t make this into a joke… I need you right now Cutter.
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Piper
How fucked up has my day been, you ask?
I just sent Cutter Buckley a text message that makes it sound like I’m half naked, horny, and two seconds away from touching myself because I just need him so badly…
I can’t smack my own forehead because it’s too late.
The text has been sent.
“Piper, are you with us?” Brian asks.
I look at him and widen my stare.
