Airborne Rivalry

“Whether I can fly or not, that's my concern, not yours,” Sloane answered flatly.

“Sloane, I've been waiting for you,” Orson said as he walked up.

“Uncle Orson, I can pilot the helicopter and head to the island for the rescue any time,” Sloane told him.

“Good. Come with me. The helicopter's on the rooftop helipad,” he said.

The security team that had blocked her path earlier didn't dare stop her n