Sophia POV
“So… about the other night.”
There it was. She knew Alessandro would bring it up the first chance he got.
Sophia rolled her eyes, staring out the car window. She seriously considered stepping out of the van, walking up to a random stranger, and saying, “I’m the girl from the news.” Turning herself in sounded less painful than having this conversation.
“Nope. Not happening.” She took a sip of her shitty gas station coffee.
They were parked outside a public library, waiting on Dante, who had some random idea he refused to explain until he “checked it out first.” In the meantime, they’d swapped their piece-of-junk car for another piece-of-junk car—to make sure they stayed out of the police visor.
Which left her alone in a vehicle with Alessandro. Experience had already taugh
