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Her Dad’s Best Friend novel Chapter 67


“Did they feed you?”

“I was worried about drugs in my food,” she says.

“They definitely drugged your food,” I say. “But you seem alert.”

“I didn’t eat much of it.”

“That’s going to be our first priority then.” I turn to our driver.

“Pull into the first fast food place you see.”

“Got it, boss.”

It’s not smart to delay getting as far away as possible, but if she’s hungry, we’re going to take the risk. I text the other car to keep going. No need to risk their safety when all I need is to pu

t a burger in her hands.

We pull into a McDonald’s drive-through.

“Ten burgers, please. And five chocolate milkshakes.” Probably enough food to keep us going until we get home. I text my chef to prepare a meal so that she has something more than fast food in her stomach soon.

Within five minutes, we have a few bags of food. The man in the passenger seat digs into his burger and passes back two bags for us. He passes back most of the milkshakes, too.

“Smells really good,” Kelly says.

“Eat,” I order.

She moans when she takes the first bite. “I forgot how good McDonald’s burgers are.”

“Hunger is the best spice.” I’m trying to make sure she doesn’t faint or something from the lack of food. “Drink some of your milkshake.”

Then we’re quiet as we all eat something that’ll keep us going.

Finally, we’re pulling into my driveway. The danger has passed.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Home Again

Kelly

I feel the knot in my stomach dissolve as we pull into the driveway of Iacopo’s house. I look at the ring on my finger. His nonna’s ring has stayed with me this whole time.

“Let’s eat.”

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