I stand there, completely thrown. Maybe I misheard. Alessio wants us to escape?
“You heard me,” he says, glancing at me like he’s expecting me to throw him a damn lifeline. “Let’s get out of here.”
I narrow my eyes, folding my arms. “Wait, hold on. Are you saying this because you actually want to leave, or because you’re scared shitless of what your brother will do when he finds out about the phone?”
He sighs, dragging a hand through his hair. “Yeah… that. And also because I’m just tired. I love my brother, I do, but I can’t breathe around him. He expects me to be this perfect soldier, and if I so much as blink the wrong way, I’m dead.”
I hold up a hand. “Okay, okay, deep breaths. I get it. I really do. But how the f**k do you think we’re gonna pull this off?”
Alessio glances around l
