Chapter Seventeen
Cash
The night had been crazy at the bar even with me helping out. But I had managed to find some time to make arrangements for our little getaway.
Even though I hadn’t ever done anything like this before, I was smart enough to ask the lady who ran the travel agency in town for help. She’d come in with her husband for a few drinks and a game of pool. With her help, not only did I have all the accommodations taken care of, I had everything Bobbi Jo would need already packed away on the private jet that waited for us at the Carthage Municipal Airport.
“This is silly,” Bobbi Jo argued as I drove straight to the airport, passing up the road to her house. “I can just stop by and pack a bag real quick.”
“I can see you won’t give up, so I’ll just go ahead and tell you.” I p
