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it used to drive me wild with jealously, though I never told Whiskey that. I click on her reply and confusion washes over me, I have to read it a few times, to be sure I am reading it right.
    You shouldn’t be looking for Whiskey, you don’t want to find him. He’s not who you remember. I would stop looking, you really have no idea what situation you’ll put yourself in if you keep searching for him. Trust me on this one Nevaeh, don’t look for him.
    Confused and a little worried, I reply.
    Jase needs him. I really need to find him. Do you have any idea where he is, anything at all? I wouldn’t be doing this if I didn’t have to, trust me.
    She replies right away.
    He doesn’t want to be found Nevaeh, if he did he would have stepped forward and seen you and Jase. You need to drop this.
    Feeling a little frustrated, I type back.
    I’ll risk it. Jase is dying, Sarah. I honestly don’t care if he wants to see me or not, I need to find him for his brother. You have to help me, please?
    A moment passes and then her reply pops up.
    Your funeral. Give me your contact details, I’ll see what I can do. Don’t you mention my name to anyone, I didn’t tell you anything. Do you understand me?
    My funeral? What is she talking about?
    Of course, if that’s what you want. Please, just help me let him know Jase is sick.
    She gives me a basic ok, then her name goes offline. A moment later, her account completely disappears. Feeling a little queasy, I search her name. Gone. She deleted her account. Why would she delete her account? Was her speaking to me so dangerous she had to remove it just like that? Shake my head in confusion, I power down the laptop and put my head in my hands. What sort of trouble has Whiskey gotten himself into? It’s obviously not good, because Sarah was determined that I should drop it. Why would I be in danger over looking for someone, unless that someone was in serious trouble themselves?
    I shove the laptop aside and roll my now aching neck. Worry fills my chest. What has Whiskey done? Is that why he really left all those years ago? Is he hiding from Jase because he doesn’t want to put Jase in danger? Is that why he hasn’t contacted him? So many questions run through my mind, so many that I can’t answer. I’m worried for Whiskey, something deep inside my chest is telling me I need to drop this, I just have that horrible feeling it won’t end well but I made a promise to Jase. I can’t not fulfil the last promise, I won’t do that to him. So whatever the cost, I will find Whiskey.

Chapter 3
     
    “ Sorry ‘bout the attitude I need to give when I’m with you, but no one else will take this shit from me,” Is the soulful sound I hear, it’s the deep, husky purr of Whiskey’s voice filling my ears and travelling through my body.
    He’s perched on the stage at our local pub, looking divine. His black shirt stretches across his chest, his dark jeans hug his legs and his heavy black boots tap against the wooden floor as he fills the room with that delicious voice. His eyes never leave mine. Whiskey has been singing this song to me since he first heard it. He always said it made him think of me. I’m still trying to figure out exactly how it could possibly remind him of me. Jase grips my hand and we both stare up at Whiskey, admiring him. He was blessed with one hell of a voice ..
    “He loves to sing this song for you,” Jase grins, running the tip of his finger over my palm.
    “Yeah, it makes me feel warm even though I’m yet to understand what it means.”
    “One day you will.”
    I smile and watch as Whiskey continues singing, his voice fills the room and travels into my soul like a raging fire. I can’t push him out, even in all his darkness, because he makes my life lighter somehow. Jase wraps an arm around me and leads me to the bar, forcing me to turn my eyes away from Whiskey. When we get to the bar, Jase and I order another beer and make our way to a nearby table. We both sit