Chapter 80: Sunset

The flight wasn't long at all before we landed on a small island - which I assumed to be Danté's island.

Once there, we were greeted by a flock of maids and Inferno members, making sure we got out alright.

Nick was still clinging weakly to my arm. He was pale as a cloud - having thrown up at least three times in the two hours of flight.

Danté was out, up and going, chatting with all of his staff. They all seemed delighted to see him, and I wondered what they all did alone on this island while he wasn't there.

A Jeep was waiting for us, and Danté hopped into the driver's seat as soon as we got to it.

"Good," said Damian, looking a bit tired. "I didn't feel like driving. I'll call shotgun."

"Mmhmm," Nick hummed. "Wasn't feeling up to driving either."

Nick and I got into the back, and Danté immediately started the engine, driving us to his island mansion.