Ten minutes later, Myla and Hayden were strapped into the leather seats of their helicopter, the massive blades whirring loudly as they lifted off the estate grounds. 

Beck sat in front with the pilot while two members of their primary security detail sat in the seats in front of them. 

As the city lights began to blur beneath them, Myla’s fingers tightened around Hayden’s hand. A thick, nervous anxiety began to flutter in her stomach.

Hayden noticed instantly. He lifted her hand and ...