Chapter 34

We’re back in the cockpit, where Mike is giving us last-minute instructions.

“Once you crawl in there, tie yourself to each other. When you’re ready, yell, because I’m going to open the door. That’s your cue to jump. You ready?”

“No,” I say. I’m literally shaking.

“Oh well,” Grant says good-naturedly, and takes me by the hand. “Thanks again, Mike.”

“For five million, you’re welcome.”

“Pleasure doing business with you.”

Then Grant drags me into the cabin towards the Black Hole of Doom.

“Oh God, oh God…” I moan.

Jumping out of the skyscraper was bad enough. It was horrible, actually. But the time span from when I found out we were jumping to when we actually jumped was one minute, maybe two at most.

I’ve known we’re going to parachute for ten minutes now, and that ten minutes is the killer. My dread has built up so much that I literally feel like I could puke any second.

I’m terrified. In fact, given the choice, I might just go down with the plane.

Grant’s not giving me that choice, t