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"Diabolical," I replied in awe.
"Yep. And since it was a Ringleader who owned the plane, they're even more convinced that we are dead," Sunshine added.
"We had to make it look very real," Gavriel replied. "I'm sorry we...worried you."
I scoffed. "I've been crying my eyes out all day. Ugly crying. Nix is...oh shit. Nix left. He's gone, we have to..."
"We know where Nix is. We have it covered," Sunshine replied. There was a bite in her tone I didn't understand. "Self-sacrificing asshole. I hope Hunter made him suffer."
A knock on the door stopped me from asking about a bazillion questions. "Baby, are we ready to go? Also, have you taken your prenatal today?" Callum Mercer stood at the door with his blond hair slicked back and a hand on his hip.
"Yes. I already took it. We're almost ready."
"I gotta piss," another voice, Blaise, said. He walked through the door with his cocky swagger and gave me a small wave. "Hey, Grace. Glad you're alive and shit." He walked through the room to the bathroom and shut the door. Well, hello to you too.
A horn honked. Ryker. "Let's go! Hunter said he would meet us in an hour. I don't want to be late," he shouted. “And Sunshine needs to rest! Are you hungry?”
“I’m fine!” Sunshine called back with a small smile.
The whole gang was here. Who the fuck was Hunter?
"This is insane," I whispered.
"We have a safe house to get to," Gavriel gritted while dragging a finger across the dusty nightstand. "The world thinks we're dead. I have cash stockpiled in offshore accounts. It took a few days to coordinate everything, but now we are free to live our lives. Maybe in a decade or so, we can go back to New York—once everyone has forgotten the Moretti reign. I want my child to experience the city."
"No one could possibly forget you, Sir," Sunshine said, affection warming her tone as she smiled at him. The toilet flushed in the bathroom.
"We'll raise our baby in peace. Keep to small towns until everything blows over. At least until the baby is ten or so. I have quite a few properties scattered across the globe in my new identity’s name. The Ringleaders won't be an issue anymore. Especially since they lost their best hacker. Not to mention, I now have a few people on the inside. Sometimes the best way to win a fight is to not fight at all. We're walking away."
To say I was shocked would be an understatement. Gavriel Moretti had turned his back on his empire. Everything he’d ever worked for. Babies really did change everything.
Blaise emerged from the bathroom and stalked over to Sunshine. "I love old motel rooms," he said in a low voice. "Reminds me of the first time we had sex. Remember that, Sunshine?"
Sunshine blushed. "How could I forget?" she asked. "Let's go meet Hunter. I need to kill my best friend."
Gavriel smiled. "That's my girl."
Chapter Twenty-One
Nix
"You dumbass," Sunshine said.
I woke up cotton-mouthed and hollow, the light of day stabbing my eyes with its promise of tomorrow and hope. Was this what dying felt like? I felt a palm against my cheek. "Sunshine?" I croaked. It felt wrong to want to see her, like I didn't deserve an afterlife where my best friend existed.
Had I really lost myself in this madness?
"Open your eyes and stop being a pussy. It was just a little tranquilizer. Nothing crazy."
Just a little tranquilizer? What the fuck?
My eyes felt heavy, like someone was sitting on the lids and keeping them closed. My body was exhausted and slow-moving. "Where am I?"
"Hell," a gruff voice teased as I blinked. Sunshine handed me a pair of glasses, and the moment they were on, the room came into focus. How she managed to find me a pair was a mystery. We were in a brightly lit hotel room with tall windows overlooking the ocean. White curtains were blowing in the breeze, and my best friend looked like an angel sitting there in a white dress with her hair in waves.
"If this is hell, then sign me up," I replied with a groan. I didn't feel right. My lips were dry. My body was sluggish. I couldn't quite focus on the room, either. There was a delay between my head and my motor functions. I turned my attention to a figure standing in the corner and immediately flinched. It was the hooded figure. The Ringleader assassin.
"Sunshine, run," I yelled while trying to sit up.
