KESTER.
Putting her to sleep on the flight was child's play. A necessary inconvenience.
I had to.
Otherwise, she would have gotten in the way of what I intended to do. And the commotion that followed—when everyone found out there was a body locked inside the convenience—would have ruined this trip before it even began.
I had no regrets. The world was full of corpses, and one more wouldn't tip the scales.
This wouldn't be the first time a corpse turned up on a plane. And it sure as hell wouldn't be the last.
Now, I only had to hope the reporters would shut up about it. The frequency at which they broadcasted the incident was becoming an irritation, but nothing I couldn't handle.
I knew she'd be mad when she found out, but she'd get over it.
My eyes roamed over her, drinking in the s
