Edge’s POV
By late Monday afternoon, the clubhouse was the last place I wanted to be.
Ava had left that morning.
I knew she was fine.
Knew she was with people she trusted.
Knew she'd done this s**t plenty of times before.
Didn't mean I liked knowing my daughter was on a plane headed out of the country.
Vina walked into our bedroom while I was changing my shirt.
“You ready?”
“Yeah.”
We'd decided to stop by Mom and Dad's and check on them.
Dad's procedure had been the Saturday before last.
He'd been home recovering.
Following up with his doctors and complaining about damn near every restriction they gave him.
Which meant he was probably doing all right.
Probably.
The front door opened.
“Mom? Dad?”
Cloe.
Vina stepped into the hallway.
“We're back here.”
Cloe appeared a s
