Mark Coleman
Following Alex or whatever his name was not such a good idea because the guys was staying in the same hotel I was staying in, which was a first red flag that u could look into but my Mom sounded urgent on the phone. I knew I had to do something, go home and check on Hardie.
“I want you to fuel up that jet, I will be ready in half hour and I hope you will be too because I have to go back to New York tonight.” I instructed my pilot and he hesitated on the other end of the line.
“But Mr. Coleman, we haven’t been cleared to fly tonight, I will have to be cleared first.”
“Isn’t that why I am giving you half an hour? I need to be in the air in the next half an hour so I can make it to New York every early in the morning. Can you do that for me or do I have to worry about you?”
