Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Four
Alicia's POV
We spent the first three days in the villa barely leaving, just hiding and trying to process everything that had happened. But on the fourth day, David called with news.
"You need to move faster on the new identities," he said through the speaker phone. "Malachi's getting close. He almost tracked which jet you were on."
My blood ran cold. "How close?"
"Close enough that I had to scramble the records. Made it look like three different jets went to three different countries at the same time. He's chasing ghosts now, but he's resourceful. You don't have much time before he figures it out."
"What do we do?"
"Get new phones like you planned. New SIM cards, new numbers. And I'm sending you cash. A lot of it. Don't use your credit cards, don't access your bank accounts. Malachi can trace all of that."
"How much cash?"
