ALINA
I hated this.
I hated that we had to do it.
I hated that we couldn't tell her the plan. I hated that I had to be the one to sit in front of Valerie and ask her if she was willing to walk back into hell.
But there was no other way. Luca and I had come up with a plan while driving back home. And we knew it would work. We hoped it would.
She sat across from me, her hands fisted on the armrests of the chair like she was preparing for an impact. She looked like she had that moment before Riot slapped her outside the club.
I didn't waste time. It was better to quickly rip the band aid off. "What do you think about getting your son back if you go back home?"
Her lips clenched painfully as she bit it. "I want him back." Her voice was shaking with fear. "But if I go bac
