CHAPTER 73

SOPHIA'S POV

The coastal drive from Rome to Monte Carlo was stunning. It wound along the beautiful cliffs of the Italian Riviera, and the Mediterranean Sea sparkled a bright turquoise far below us.

We drove in a fast, matte-black sports car that Lucas had gotten from one of his trusted contacts in Genoa. The powerful engine purred smoothly under the hood, cutting through the sea breeze as the sun slowly began to sink toward the horizon.

In the back seat, Jaydon was happily listening to music on his tablet, with no idea of the shadow that had briefly crossed our path in Rome.

I sat in the front...