“You own your own jet?” I asked under my breath.
“Yes, I do not often like to wait around for flights if I am on an urgent contract. And there is not often a contract that is not urgent give my profession. My own jet is here in Venice, which was not available while we were in Florence. It is often my means of travel. I would have come to pick you up in Texas myself, but I was not about to risk the amount of time that would have taken.”
“Right.” I agreed, very thankful that he sent the Spaniards who were much closer to get me out of Texas, “Is that because your offices are here as well?”
“My contract base is in Venice if not Washington, yes.”
We made our way to a descent sized parked jet and the landing stairs were left open for us.
“Everything is prepared for departur
