We pulled up to the airport in record time. Keenan dodged more than one cop and ran every red light on the way. Throwing open the doors, Lec and I did a quick sweep before letting Keenan and Ria out. It was just in case he needed to take off in the car with her.

“Well, well. Took you long enough.”

Lorenzo rolled up on us, smiling as he leaned forward in his wheelchair. There was a guy next to him, and he stepped forward, grabbing our luggage as we took it out. Reaching in, I helped Ria step ...