Chapter Sixty Nine

LARA

The faint hum of the city outside barely filtered through the tall glass windows of my cabin. But inside my cabin it was quiet. Too quiet.

Blaire sat across from me. Her heels tapped softly on the floor. She took a long sip of her green drink. Her rings clicked against my desk. She always wore a dozen of them.

She smiled at me. That teasing smile I knew so well.

“And he flew all the way down