We stare at one another.
“We have ten hours to kill,” I say. “Do you want to go through some of it now?”
Jaxson inclines his head. “Are you sure?”
“As I just said, we may as well make the most of a ten-hour flight.”
At least I might get some peace on the other end.
CHAPTER 9
JAX
When I stepped out of the cabin, I took one look at Kat and wondered if Cal was right in setting this up.
Yes, I’d complained she wasn’t returning my calls. I’m set to meet with the board to discuss my proposal in two and a half weeks. Her lapdog, Michael, arranged a meeting for over a week and a half’s time, telling me she was going to be out of the country. This is my reputation on the line.
I saw red.
That timeframe was going to stretch even my talents, and I don’t take kindly to being messed around. But now it seems like I jumped the gun. I scan the document Kat sent me. It’s detailed. Her answers are clear and well thought out.
Fuck, now I feel stupid.
I don’t know what Caleb did to get me on board, or what he told Claudia and the pilot, to prevent them from tipping Kat off. However, looking at the woman before me, she’s a shell of the woman I’ve spent the past sixteen years jousting with.
Her face is drawn, and she has dark circles under her eyes. Even herfightingvoice sounds exhausted, and it’s not surprising if she was still up at two-thirty this morning.
Cal’s words come back to haunt me.
“She needs you. Do this as a favour for me.”
I just hope he knows what he’s doing.
“Shall we get to work?”
Kat’s voice pulls me back into the present.
“Let me get my laptop.”
I head back into the cabin, grabbing my bag. My phone pings.
CALEB:
Are you in the air?
ME:
Yes. You have one very pissed off sister.
CALEB:
I’ll deal with that when you both return. Happy working.
I shake my head. My eyes drift towards the door. My phone pings again.
PEN:
Please tell me you’re not where I think you are.
