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How were you able to get us a flight on such short notice?” Olivia asked as they boarded the plane. It wasn’t like she didn’t think he could function in what she’d come to think of as the human world, but Blue had secured tickets in a matter of minutes. And they were flying on a private jet.
“You can get anything you want if you have the money.”
“These tickets must have set you back quite a bit. I’ll pay you back my portion when we land in New York.”
“Olivia, I own the jet. We wouldn’t have been able to get on a regular flight. Where are your belongings?”
Shit.
He was right. She hadn’t thought about her identification, which was back in the woods somewhere, probably splattered with the blood and guts of her travel companions.
“How much money do you have?”
“Enough.”
“What’s enou
