CHAPTER 12: Newsflash
I slammed Dax's phone onto the desk, the glare of the screen stabbing at my eyes. The offending headline screamed in bold, reckless type:
“Star Pilot Bastian Wright Flees City Amid Scandal As Fresh News of Past Airstrip Malfunction Raises More Questions.”
I could feel my jaw tighten, and the pulse in my temple throbbing. They didn’t just twist the story, they completely ran a smear campaign.
I kicked at the chair in front of me, toppling it over. I paced the room in short fevered steps, gripping my hair tightly. When I turned back to the table, the news headline glared back at me on the coffee table.
“You have to be calm, man. You can't make the right decision if you're this worked up,” Dax spoke from across the room.
“How the hell am I supposed to do that?” I
