Chapter 32
Rikka clambered onto the Gulfstream jet and reminded herself that she’d really have to thank Harold Merritt for his dumb-ass suggestion. Four hours with Paul Stark in the confines of a jet the size of a fat knitting needle with wings. At least it was a very comfortable, very fast knitting needle. Hard to make a sweater with it though.
She quickly discovered that the Starks’ jet had several very nice features that made it not quite so awful. One was that the galley was stocked by Kate personally, Rikka recognized the handwriting on the packages. The meals were frozen, but the tiny microwave was powerful. Rikka zapped a mac and cheese with smoked ham and sun-dried tomato while the pilots were still starting the plane and talking to the tower. It was Kate-level awesome.
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