Hidden Motives

Teo’s POV

The plane touches down in Los Angeles at exactly a few minutes after 12:00 noon.

I could only manage a brief nap before my eyes snap open again. I look beside me to glare at Rocco, who has just shaken me awake.

"We’re here," he announces, taking off his seatbelt and standing up. I roll my eyes. He just has to point out the obvious, as if I’m blind or something.

The rest of the men climb