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“Oh, yes, of course,” I said, scrambling to the side.
He had my suitcase in his hand. I felt bad for making him wait for me to stare at everything while he was on the stairs carrying my big suitcase.
I went and sat down on one of the chairs. They were extremely soft and comfortable, almost like an armchair but on a plane.
Once I sank into it, I was already half asleep, and we hadn’t even taken off yet.
I might not be happy about the situation, but I had to admit that I liked the idea of traveling to America in a private jet. I hadn’t had to take off my shoes even once.
Speaking of shoes, I kicked mine off and I curled my legs under me. It would serve him right if my smelly socks stunk up the plane, but he didn’t say a word.
He sat down in the chair next to mine, even though there were plenty of other places on the jet.
“No escape attempts on the jet,” he warned me. “I’m going to keep a close eye on you. Don’t sabotage the engines. Stay away from the pilots.”
I snorted. “I have no idea how to sabotage an engine.”
“Mm,” he said, as if he didn’t believe me.
“What do you think I am? A Bond girl or something?”
He put his hand on my chin and gently pulled me to face him.
“Or something.”
I giggled from the absurdity of being a dangerous woman.
“I’m about as dangerous as a fruit fly, honestly.”
“If you were a trained assassin, it’s not like you would tell me.”
“Are you serious? Trained assassin? Just who do you think I am?”
“I guess we’ll find out, Naelle Montero.”
I pulled my chin away from his hand, but he continued to watch me, his eyes dark.
Turning my head so I could look out the window, I could feel the motor running as the plane got ready to fly. All of a sudden, I could hear the screeching of wheels as a car zoomed past our jet and parked in front of it.
“What’s going on?” I asked, but Emilio was already on his feet and walking towards the cockpit.
“What’s going on?” He said it almost as if it were a command and not a question.
“No idea,” they told him in Spanish.
I heard the radio crackle, but I couldn’t make out the words. I was too far away.
Emilio gritted out, “I’ll go down there.”
The door opened, and Emilio went down the steps to talk to them.
Little Bag
Emilio
I shielded my eyes from the fierce sunlight when I got to the bottom.
When I looked at the asshole coming out of the government car, I swore softly under my breath.
