Chapter 91

• Bennett's POV
• "Are you sure about this?" Miles asked, leaning against the window of the private jet, his eyes on endless clouds. His voice was sure, but he couldn't keep the tension from behind it.
• I glanced at Lilah seated across from me, clasping her hands so tightly her knuckles turned white. She hadn't said anything since we took off from the estate. I couldn't blame her; the weight was enough to crack anyone. Still, her silence gnawed at me. "I don't think we have a choice," I said, my voice low but firm. "We've been running long enough. It's time to go back and face it all."