ROMAN’S POV
The jet touched ground.
Toledo.
I didn't speak as Riccardo drove against speed limits. Justin had tracked down where they were keeping Calista.
My jaw cracked as we rounded into the building. My gun was drawn. Alberto was here with me too, with fire in his eyes.
The moment I stepped out of my study and into the garage, everything clicked.
Too many things had happened today. Joel showing up at the exact time I was supposed to return home with Calista, Declan, and the stash that Lucas found, and Valentina's grave.
The only reason why so much things could happen at once was if someone wanted to distract me.
Trap. It was a fúcking trap to get me to stay in Chicago while Callie was here in Ohio.
Red and black spots of rage tainted my vision. I made such a big mistake by l
