“Tiana?” Armani asks. “How are you holding up?” “I’m scared.” I gasp, and with my free hand, I wipe the rain from my face. “It’s raining, and I’m cold.” “Cazzo!” It sounds like a curse, and my wild guess is it means fuck. When the car has passed and I’m sure it’s safe to move again, I get up and run. “I’m at the airfield. I have to end the call. If anything happens while you can’t reach me, call Alek.” “I don’t want to drag him into this mess. It will only create more trouble between him and his father.” “Tiana,” Armani’s voice is harsh and commanding, “call Alek if you can’t reach me. It’s an
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