A Long Flight

KILLIAN

To say that the last twenty-four hours had been exhausting would have been a huge understatement. Preparing for the sudden trip chained me to the desk in my study for several hours, and the last-minute meetings my father sent me to were an unbelievable pain in the ass. The meetings turned out to be rather pointless, and, by the end of the third one, I had become certain they were meant to keep me occupied and away from other important issues… like the matter of the thief who had tried to steal Josie's purse.

My restlessness grew by the heartbeat, and I was seconds away from calling her using my standard phone. I knew that sooner or later, I was bound to do something reckless, and today I was sliding on the verge. I was going to risk making that call. All I needed was a moment of privacy—a place without Estelle or her minions. The problem was that they were hell-bent on guarding me throughout the day, to the ridiculous extent that I couldn't even go to the men's room without se