Page 17 of Emotional Descent


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“You’re at the airport?”

“Yes, my first flight is in an hour. Heading to LA.”

“Oh well…”

“Keiris, what’s wrong?”

“I need two egg croissants.” Logan swiped a card and I nodded, pressing the phone to my ear with my shoulder.

“Nothing’s wrong. I just…”

Pushing through the swinging doors that led to the kitchen, I washed my hands and moved to the center workstation.

“Spit it out, babe, so I’ll know if I need to cancel this flight or not.”

I grinned as I cracked six eggs and whipped them in a metal bowl. “It’s not that kind of emergency, and I can’t afford to house and feed you, so please don’t cancel your flight.”

“We can share a bed and eat ramen. We’ll be fine, now tell me.”

“I met someone.”

“Last night? Damn that was fast.”

I moved to the grill, placed six egg rings on the hot surface, and carefully filled each one with the egg mixture.

“No, not last night. Last week.”

“Who…wait, the bounty guy?”

When the eggs formed enough to flip, I lifted the frames and grabbed a spatula.

“Yes and before you judge…”

“Hey, be careful with my bag, asshole,” Dreeya yelled.

“You’re not supposed to be on your phone,” someone said in the background.

“And you’re not supposed to be manhandling my things. Ris, hang on. I’m going through security.”

I heard a thud, muffled voices, then some beeping. After a long pause she was back complaining.

“These damn TSA employees for the airline crew really don’t give a damn. They treat us like we’re public enemy number one and let these passengers through without paying them any mind. They’re the ones who are always sneaking guns and shit on the plane. Not us. I’m not trying to blow up shit and lose my life.”

I grinned, lifting the eggs one by one onto a metal tray next to the grill. “You do realize more airline employees than passengers sneak weapons and explosives onto planes, right?”

“Well shit, not me.”

“They don’t know that, friend. They’re doing their job.”

“Fuck them and this job, now back to you and the bounty hunter. Did you see him again?”

“Yes, last night. He brought me dinner.”

“Hmmm….”

“What?”

“Keiris, we need two more eggs but biscuits, not croissants.” I nodded to Logan and she disappeared again.

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