Thursday. Amsterdam Airport. Amsterdam, Netherlands.
EVAN EDGED DOWN THE aisle, watching the numbers on the private cabins. He'd never truly understood the talk about how luxurious Emirates planes could be. But he got it now.
Their team was split up between the two tiers of first class.
First there was the private cabin which had two luxury leather recliners and a flat screen TV in the small space. Everyone else was in the other first class that also included leather plush seats in a weird configuration but without the privacy.
Initially Logan had thought to put Kelsey and Felecia in the cabin in the hopes that girl talk might let something slip, but Evan had enough of being kept away from Felecia.
It wasn't obvious. In fact, Evan hadn't realized what Logan was doing until they'd been
