"When you said somewhere," I said, standing on the tarmac at a small airfield south of the city, staring at the aircraft, "I was thinking maybe Key Biscayne. Maybe a nice seafood place. Not a private plane ride."
"Key Biscayne has paparazzi."
"And wherever this plane is going doesn’t?"
"Not a single one."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "That sounds deeply illegal."
"It’s not illegal to own a plane, Anna."
"It feels illegal."
"That’s because you still think billionaires should be supervised."
"They should."
The corner of his mouth twitched. "We are going to find her. Miles found out where she is," he said, his eyes finding mine.
I already knew what he was talking about. Miles’s file had come back two days ago, spread across Jace’s desk while we read it together. Everything Tobias’s lawyers had buried. The NDA that Diane’s sister signed under duress, and the address where Diane had been living after the accident. Her grandmother’s hometown, a small island off the Gulf Coast.
Cedar Key. Population under a thousand. A town people disappeared into when they didn't want to be found.
We were going to find her. Give her justice. And make Tobias face every consequence his money had been shielding him from.
My phone vibrated as we crossed the tarmac. Miley.
Miley
So you’re on a honeymoon now? I’m manifesting pregnancy for you.
I laughed. Jace glanced at me, one brow arched. I typed back:
Anna
Wish that for yourself first.
Miley
I don’t have a boyfriend, babe. Unless Christopher Vale is available. That’s the only man I’m getting pregnant for.
Anna
I’ll let Christopher know you’re available when next I see him.
I put the phone away smiling. Jace was watching me.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing." He turned toward the plane. "Seeing you smile like that… it fills my heart."
The back of my neck heated as we climbed the steps.
The inside of the plane smelled like leather and coffee. Cream upholstery, dark wood paneling, every surface catching light it had no business looking that good under. I buckled myself into one of the seats while Jace sat across from me.
By the time the wheels lifted off the ground, Miami had already started shrinking behind us. Glass towers and traffic and noise folding into each other until the whole city looked unreal.
I looked over at Jace. He was staring at me while solving a Rubik’s cube.
