The Last Chance

Ares stood by the tall window in his room, phone pressed to his ear, his face blank, almost lifeless. Tokyo’s skyline burned faintly in the distance, the night air brushing through the half open blinds.

“She’s still downstairs?” Lila’s voice purred from the other end of the line.

“Was,” Ares muttered. “They’re probably packing by now. I just told them.”

Lila gave a short laugh. “Good. It’s for the best, Ares. You don’t need them dragging you ...