Chapter 84 The Farewell Flight

• The road was quiet, winding like a ribbon through the mountains just beyond the city. Lily sat in the back seat, cradling Lucian against her chest. He had finally fallen asleep. Beside her sat Janice. Luca drove, expression grim.
• Lily glanced at Giovanni in the passenger seat. He hadn’t said much since they’d left the estate. His jaw was clenched, his fingers tapping a restless rhythm against his thigh. She had grown used to the weight of silence between them since the attack. But this silence felt different.
• “Where are we going?” she asked softly.