Roman’s POV.
“Roman, we are so going to be grounded for this,” Casey says and I roll my eyes at her as we hide away in the cargo hold of the jet. The bikes have been secured, and we are hidden.
“We can’t sit back and do nothing. They have mom and Lia. Plus, dad and Leo need us. They don’t know that yet, but they do. Why do you think uncle Fabio and uncle Richie are covering for us? They know too.” I tell her and she sighs and gets as comfortable as she can in the cargo hold. We are in the air and I look around and see the van that holds all the weapons the men will need.
“Casey. We need to get into the van and hide.” I say, and she looks mortified. I fight the need to laugh at her.
I open the laptop that uncle Richie gave me and login and search the information he sent me and I pull
