“It wouldn’t matter where you sent her, those people would have found her. Send her to the moon and they would find her. Believe me, it was inevitable no matter where she went. Armand, that asshole would have saved himself first before her if shit had gone down in Italy. And your family there are no match for The Ra. Your people here or there are no match for them. It’s the reason why you’re here.” Frankie stepped back away from him but wasn’t finished with him yet. “Be grateful she was taken somewhere where we still have a chance to do something about it.”
I wouldn’t excuse the guilt I felt that Jia had been taken, and it didn’t make me feel any better to hear she still would have been taken, his words held truth though. They held truth and I was listening and paying attention. Grateful for his wisdom.
This was our chance. My chance that I wouldn’t blow this time.
“Okay guys, let’s do this. We’ll assemble in a few hours and get this done. Get her back,” I stated.
I was looking at Giovanni, who’d resumed his former worry. He’d resumed the worried sick father mode.
Worried sick didn’t begin to describe my worry.
I knew what Balthazar Kane was like.
No one here, aside from me, had seen the extent of his madness first hand.
I was really praying there wouldn’t be a repeat of it.
