“Wow. I heard that down the hall.” She laughs. “So I got both your transfers approved. Tomorrow, you’ll be airlifted to Lucciola Memorial.”
 
 “Can’t we just go home?” Levi sighs.
 
 “Soon. But you’re not healed yet, and we need to monitor you both for at least a few more days. Then maybe. But you’ll have to stay in Lake Renegade. No traveling just yet,” Giovanna says.
 
 “I should fly home tomorrow to pack and then fly to Lake Renegade. That way I can be there as soon as you’re settled,” I say to Levi.
 
 “I don’t want you to fly alone.”
 
 “The jet is here, and I can fly with you both in the airlift. That way, the jet can take Felicity to Wintervale and then to Lake Renegade.”
 
 “I can go with Felicity,” Armando Marini says to us.
 
 “That would make me feel better, thank you,” Levi says to him.
 
 “No problem.” He smiles at us.
 
 “Okay. Well, you guys should get some rest. The airlift is not really comfy to ride in. And no. You can’t sit up front or fly the plane,” Giovanna says looking at both of them.
 
 “Boooooo,” Levi says.
 
 “Party-pooper,” Tristan adds.
 
 CHAPTER EIGHT
 
 Levi
 
 Giovanna was right, the airlift was really uncomfortable. Because there were two beds, there was no room to move around. And we needed some of the medical equipment in case of an emergency. It was a little scary being up in a plane so soon after the crash. We still haven’t found out why the plane crashed. All they’ve said is that it was a mechanical issue. I know that Lorenzo Mancini, he’s the lawyer in our family, is looking into it.
 
 Felicity and Armando left to go back to Wintervale this morning. I miss her so fucking much.
 
 “Hey, have you heard from Felicity?” Giovanna asks me as she comes into my new room.
 
 “Not yet. But?—”
 
 Then I realize that she should’ve texted me an hour ago. I pull my phone out and call her. It rings, then goes to voicemail. So I text her.
 
 Levi: Baby, I just tried to call you. You should’ve landed already…please call or text me
 
 “I’m going to call the pilot and see when they landed. And I need to call my brother and the Marinis. Shit, I’ll text Armando too,” Giovanna says, she sounds worried.
 
 “Should I call Felicity’s brothers?”
 
 “No. Wait till I find out what’s going on. Maybe they’re just late.”
 
 Armando is the oldest of the Marini brothers. They’re part of the Southside Mafia and now part of our Lake Renegade family. I watch and listen to her make her phone calls.
 
 “Sebastiano and Francesco are making some calls.”
 
 I nod and stare at her, my heart monitor is starting to make more noise.
 
 “Shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you worry.”
 
 “I would’ve realized how long it’s been no matter what. I just can’t lose her.”
 
 “Trust me, I know the feeling. And you won’t lose her, we won’t let that happen. And honestly, the flight could’ve just been delayed.”
 
 “I may be injured, but I don’t have a head injury. I know you’re lying. Just give it to me straight.”