Chapter 37

Lucky

Getting over the wall was a bitch I mean a BITCH, but I managed it and now I feel like I’m getting somewhere, although I have to admit I’m kind of wondering why this is so easy. Nico would have people literally crawling around like ants everywhere, right? So how come I have managed to scale a wall, thanks to all that rope training my father had me do when I was younger and get to a road and hitch a ride with some young dude clearly in high school or something, who was more than happy to take me to the airport?

“You don’t have any luggage,” he says to me.

“Short flight, there and back,” I lie.

“Right, and what did you say your name was?”

“I didn’t, just drive, I’m in a hurry.” I know I’ve only got an hour to get to the terminal, be inside, through security and to the gate.

“Man, your touchy.” The fuck, I’ll show him how touchy I am in a minute if doesn’t stop with all the questions. I ignore him, the airport is in sight, it’s a small one just enough for the small number of tourist