Chapter 65
FLIGHT TO ROME
“What is the time, El?” Adria said.
“It’s fifteen after, stop asking me,” Elena replied.
Adria tapped her knee. They weren’t going to make it.
“We’re going to make it,” Elena said.
This was a nightmare. There were ten of them on this flight.
Sota, Elena, Eric, Cole, Adria, and a few bodyguards.
Adria scanned the horizon.
With Cole and Maxim’s help, they had pieced together the boys’ steps.
Somewhere in Fort Worth, the three of them had boarded a plane under alternative identities and landed in Chicago undetected.
From there, they must have rented a car and driven the rest of the way.
They were spotted at a tattoo shop. Although no one could say what they were doing there.
Another piece to the puzzle that didn’t make sense.
From there they were rumored to have approached Callen, who immediately alerted the Triune, and called an emergency meeting in Rome.
After that, they lost track of them.
While Adria didn’t know the exact time of the meeting, she knew that these types of summits didn’t take long.
Traitors were dealt with swiftly. There wasn’t a trial in the sense that they were innocent unless proven guilty.
And things were especially dangerous with Callen and Alessandro working together.
Helen was usually the voice of reason, but she was off the Triune.
“If you have any allies at the table, now’s the time to make your call,” Elena said.
Adria hesitated.
Allies was a strong word. But what choice did she have? Moving quickly her fingers typed out a message.