Chapter 29
JACE MARINO
The ride to the house felt longer than it was.
I drove too fast, but somehow not fast enough. My phone kept vibrating in the cup holder, one call after another from Mateo, from numbers I didn't recognize. Probably my father's men who are loyal to me.
I didn't answer any of them.
The gates opened before I even slowed down. Cameras tracked me the whole way in. The Marino estate looked the same as always. Too big, too quiet and too clean. It didn't matter how many times I came back here, it always felt like stepping into a museum I didn't belong in.
I parked crooked, didn't care. The front door opened before I reached it.
Aiko stood there. She looked like she hadn't slept either. Her hair was still perfect, but her eyes were red-rimmed.
What exactly is her deal?
"Jace," she said softly. "You shouldn't have come here."
"Where is he?"
Her mouth tightened. "Inside. But you need to listen to me first—"
