Rome, Italy.
Carlos's pov:
"Yes," Kai said, his eyes darting between Alliana and me. Alliana crossed her arms over her chest. "So, explain to me what fuck happened?" I asked. "We played a prank on her. She got emotional, ran out of the house, cut herself, and needed stitches; that's why she's in a wheelchair," Kai explained, his words rushing out with unease.
"What prank are you talking about?" I asked. Alliana responded quickly. "They played dead on me." "Aren't you supposed to be smart? How could you miss that they were pretending to be dead?" I asked. "Because it felt real, and I responded. Don't expect me to sit still if you prank me," Alliana said, rolling her eyes. "I'm going to kill all of you after I get out of here," I said. "Well, not me," Alliana said. "I'm leaving with Souline, Gio, and Giana after I help your ass get out of jail."