Chapter 23
Damien's POV We arrive at the airfield at nine a.m.—not too early compared to some of our flights during the season. Adam, Gunner, Callan, and I get out of the car just as Rex pulls up in his. “s**t, it’s hot. Why is it so goddamn hot?” Callan curses, pulling on his tie. “Moaning already, Cals?” Rex chirps as he unfolds his giant six-foot-two, two hundred twenty-pound body out from his ridiculously tiny car. “Still driving around in a child’s car?” “Now, now, Callan. This is no toy.” He taps the roof and gently strokes the silver paint of his Audi R8 Spider. As we exit the car park, Rex whispers in my ear, “I need to change my car, Cap. My goddamn back and knees can’t take it. I’m swapping with Chloe when we get home.” I burst out laughing at his dramatics. “Good morning,” the new
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