Jolie pov

"So we sit through my father's wedding to a Council weapon." I laugh bitterly. "Watch him solidly his marriage to the woman who played me like a violin, knowing that afterward, armed operatives are coming to kidnap me."

"Yes." Gio moves closer. "But while you're sitting there, I'll be getting your bikes ready, clearing an exit route, and making sure you can run the second the ceremony ends."

"You'd do that?" I look up at him. "Risk Father finding out you warned us?"

"I'm not staying ...