The evening air hung heavy with tension as Cassie I out Larry in a secluded corner of the Martinez Gang base. The dim glow of a single overhead light cast elongated shadows, accentuating the gravity of the conversation that was about to unfold.

"Cassie, what's eating at you?" Larry inquired, his eyes narrowing as he observed the turmoil in Cassie's expression.

Taking a deep breath, Cassie began to unravel the unsettling revelation that had been gnawing at her since the incident with Ken. ...