Sophia POV
"Have a nice night, Miss Delaney," the motel employee said, sliding the key across the counter.
Sophia forced a polite smile, keeping most of her face hidden under Dante’s hoodie.
They’d needed to move. The last motel required an ID, and staying there had been too risky. This place was a step down in quality but safer, the kind of place where no one asked questions.
She took the key and slipped outside, heading back to the car where the guys were waiting.
"I got it," she said, holding up the key as she reached them.
Alessandro didn’t say a word, just got out of the car, already looking around like he expected an ambush. Dante stretched, cracking his neck before reaching for their bags.
Sophia exhaled, pulling Dante’s hoodie tighter around her as they climbed the stairs to
