NOLAN’S POV

“Let’s go, Nolan. We don’t have all day,” Dimitri yelled from where he was loading the chopper with our other men.

I let out a sharp breath as I ran a hand through my hair. “Give me a second. I need to send a text.”

I quickly pulled out my phone and typed out a message to Anna.

Nolan: Camila and I need to leave tonight. Plans changed. I have to be there.

As soon as I hit send, Dimitri called out again. “Nolan, let’s go!”

“I’m waiting for Anastasia to reply,” I muttered, staring at my phone screen. The message had been delivered, but there was no...