#Chapter 68: Gone In The Wind
Aurora POV
Gianna grabs the baseball cap she’d stuffed into her bag earlier and jams it onto her head, tucking in her dark curls while we climb into the car parked out back behind the motel. The keys are right where Luca left them the last time he drove us to my family’s estate: right under the visor.
I pull on my hoodie up over my head, keeping my head down and my eyes locked onto the rearview mirror as I jam the key into the ignition and turn over the engine.
“I still can’t believe they leave the keys in the damn dar,” Gianna mutters as she buckles her seat belt over her. “They’re lucky this thing never gets stolen.
“Perk of being out in the middle od no where,” I reply. “Or stupidity.”
The engine roars louder than expected, making me wince and turn around to check through the back windshield that no one is stumbling out of our motel room and trying to stop us. Thankfully, Gianna had dosed their drinks with enough sedatives to knock them out for at least half a day, gi

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