Chapter Thirty
Flynn
I waited just outside the security area at the airport. I’d replied to Daphne’s text to ask what time she would land, but all she’d said was she was renting a car. I’d been surprised to get an email to our business email from Daphne’s mother this morning. With Daphne’s travel itinerary, of all things. Her mother had also very politely asked if someone could pick Daphne up at the airport because she didn’t think Daphne would ask herself. Her mother was worried about her taking a long drive on her own even though she knew she’d already done it before.
People started to file through the doors, cueing me that the flight landed. I waited impatiently to see Daphne’s auburn hair. Although she was short, I was tall enough to see over most of the crowd, and I didn’t miss the
