Lola's POV

I took a deep breath, feeling the fire reignite inside me.

"We’ll figure out what happens after," Robert said, his voice lower now. "For now, we focus on one thing."

I turned back to him.

"And what’s that?"

His lips curled into a slow, menacing smirk.

"Making sure Aliana regrets the day she ever crossed us."

I smirked back.

"Now that, I can drink to."

JFK Airport was louder than I remembered, filled with crowds of people who had no idea that two of the most hated criminals in New York had just returned.

Robert pulled a cap low over his face, and I did the same, keeping...