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Seven hours total, two flights, one short layover, but we arrived in New Orleans before noon without any problems.
At four in the morning, I had met Killian at PDX. He had one small bag in his hands and no documents, but he was able to go through check-in and security with compulsion. He also had the box in his bag—one he had stolen from Delia when she was trying some spell to open it. He said that right when she was closing the trunk, he picked it up with his super speed, and she didn’t see it—why had she been doing that in the middle of the night? Anyway, she would only notice the next day when she took it out to try another crazy spell on it.
She would be livid.
Killian compelled the people at the security checkpoint to check his bag manually, and then he compelled them to forget
