Sandie was touching up her makeup and her hair when she hears footsteps behind her. Recognizing them as Jacks she held back an eyeroll. What could Jack possibly want now? Hadn't she done enough?

"What?"

She snapped. Her brown eyes glared darkly at him in the mirror.

"Don't you speak to me that way."

Jack whirled Sandie around, glaring down at her.

"You didn't tell me you had a younger sibling."

Sandie's blood ran cold. How could he know about her sister? The one she mostly raised. Protectiveness reared up within her. The blonde singer didn't want her sister caught up in all this.