The speed limit wasn’t even a suggestion at this point. We didn’t have time to wait. I’d got first-class tickets out of the country that would have us lifting off in just under three hours, but we needed to leave as soon as we could. Pulling up to the penthouse, I double-parked next to the elevators. Ria was already unbuckling, but she’d been quiet the entire ride from the house.

Getting out, I slammed the car door shut. I’d speak to her when we got onto the plane. Not walking into a ...