I moved into the safe house Chloe found for me. Four thousand miles from Chicago. Floor-to-ceiling windows. A sun-drenched Paris. I felt safe and relaxed. For the first time in forever.
Chloe sat on the sofa, cracking up at a recording of the dark web stream on her tablet. "Aria, you're a genius! You have no idea what a mess Chicago is right now!"
She excitedly filled me in on the fallout from the "wedding." It was an international joke. Valeria screaming like a lunatic on a live feed made her the laughingstock of the entire social scene. And the twins? The all-powerful brothers? They'd completely lost their minds.
"They say they tore Chicago's high society apart looking for you," Chloe said, amazed. "The ice-cold CEO, Marcello, fired three of his own security chiefs. There's a ten-mill
