Stacy called for the jet to be fueled and ready to go a couple days after the appointment. I didn’t really speak during that time, and Stacy didn’t ask me much, either. She knew I had a lot on my mind, but she was always there if I asked her for something. It was also a quiet flight back to New York. With my tablet, I read through some work emails and messaged Derek saying I needed to speak with him tomorrow.
Adrian also kept texting me non-stop asking me when I was coming home, but I ignored his messages. Jason was bugging me, but I told him our landing time, asking him to bring the car to pick us up.
“Zach…” Stacy put her hand on my arm.
I flinched, but I quickly placed a smile on my face and looked up from the tablet.
“What is your plan? I know you had a very broad sense of what y
