Chapter 12
Jordan
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There were two texts I’d received from Slammer after the plane landed on the tarmac at the small airport in Cedar Rapids. The first one was a little disconcerting.
Possible threat at airport. Reaper knows where you’re landing. Not sure how. Be careful.
I frowned.
“What is it?” asked Barney, noticing my expression.
“Nothing major,” I said, clipping the phone to my belt as he maneuvered the plane toward the terminal. “Just some information regarding the job I’ve been assigned to do.”
“Hounding you already, huh? Guess that’s why they pay you the big bucks.”
I smirked. “Guess so.”
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“Thanks again for the ride Barney,” I said, as we walked away from the plane twenty-five minutes later. “You’re a lifesaver.”
“Glad I was available. You caught me at a good
