I miss Dad. I’m desperate for him to hug me again after what I’ve learned.
If things go wrong tomorrow, then I will never see him again.
Does he know that? Is that why he is writing to me?
Icarus reaches into the bag and pulls out a scrap of paper that looks like it was raggedly ripped out of the back of a diary.
Dad must have written this note secretly in a hurry to make sure that I got it.
When I hold out my shaky hand, Icarus drops the paper into my palm.
I can hardly breathe, as I read:
My dearest daughter and brave Robin Hood, I am proud of you. I need you to know that.
I have always been proud of you, Bird, and Hatton.
Your papa is too.
We both love you all so much
I have told you stories about your Alpha Dad and my bond rings that are locked in the safe.
Apart from my children, they are the most precious thing in the world to me. I am gifting them legally to you now.
The reason Maya took them from me is that they are made of the Frost’s famous 40 ct diamonds.
They are near priceless. Add them to the rest of the family’s shares and then take back my hotel.
If anything goes wrong, I have already laid out the evidence to point to myself — and myself alone —as the criminal Omega who has ordered the rest of you to break the law.
It has wrecked me to be unable to protect my children and grandchild.
Finally, allow me to protect you, even if kills me.
But I trust my smart daughter will pull off the most daring Omega heist of the century.
You’ll be a legend.
You already are to me.
Love you,
Dad
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Corridor, Omega Hotel
Anxiety grips me, as I lead the rest of my new pack through the Frost’s private floor beneath the owner’s penthouse.
My feet sink into the corridor’s opulent cream carpet. The walls are jade green with polished bedroom doors leading off on each side.
There are no guests on this floor of the hotel, however, because Maya only uses it for visiting friends and family. Also, as a buffer between herself and the guests that she likes topretendare family.
I fiddle with the hem of my HO uniform, plagued by nerves about the heist tomorrow.
Can the Idols tell?
