MICHAEL

I go home with Aliana and King, Jenna, Lily and Evera say their goodbyes but I don’t sleep.

I sit in the dark of her penthouse with a glass of bourbon untouched in my hand, staring at the city like it has the solution to all of my problems.

Every shadow looks like a threat and every sound feels too loud.

King is safe.

That should be enough to calm me but it isn’t because someone tried to take my son, Vanessa is still out there and because the part of me that remembers is no longer quiet.

“Talk to me,” I say without turning.

Ron steps out of...