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“I already had Cash run a background on her. It came back clean,” I hissed. “What more do you want?”
“I wouldn’t mind a dental,” Kavanaugh shrugged. “Maybe she switched faces.”
“Switched faces?” I said, looking at him like he was an idiot.
“Anything is possible with Rafe. Look at what happened with Johnny’s woman.”
This was insane. They were all insane. “Look, I agree that this all seems like a weird coincidence—”
“More than weird,” IRIS huffed.
“But we are not—” My body jerked as the plane dipped suddenly. I latched onto IRIS’s hand, though I’d meant to grab the armrest.
“Now’s not the time to get chummy,” he snapped.
“What the fuck is going on?” I snapped, unbuckling and getting up to check on Sarah. She was slumped against the seat, still passed out. The plane dipped again and I fell into her lap. She jerked awake and upon seeing me, slapped me hard across the face as she screamed.
“Sarah—”
She screamed again, her hands slapping and scratching as she shoved her knee into my stomach and shoved me away.
“Now’s not the time for hanky panky,” Kavanaugh shouted.
“I’m not—oomph!” I fell hard backward as she shoved her foot into my stomach and kicked me away. I fell into IRIS’s lap, who shoved me to the ground.
“What the fuck did I just tell you?” he glared at me.
“I was—”
“Help!” Sarah started screaming. “Help! They’ve kidnapped me!”
“Lady, will you shut up! We’re in the air. No one can hear you!” Kavanaugh shouted.
Red turned and punched him across the jaw. “That’s no way to speak to a lady. Not even one we suspect of being a double agent.”
I shoved off the ground and swiped at the blood on my lip. I must have caught my face on the seat as I fell. The plane dipped again and the oxygen masks dropped from the overhead compartment.
“Oh, God! I knew it was going to end like this!” Sarah shouted.
“You know, I had a prime seat picked out in that building,” IRIS said conversationally. “The bomb would have gone off and ended me just like that,” he snapped his fingers, then sighed dramatically. “Now we have to go through this whole waiting game. Will we die? Will we live? This back and forth is giving me an ulcer.”
I rolled my eyes and headed for the front of the plane. Jerking back the plastic, I sat down in the co-pilot’s seat. “What’s going on?”
“What?” Scottie shouted.
I grabbed the headset and pulled it on. “I said, what’s going on?”
He motioned to the front of the plane. “Bad weather. What’s it look like?”
“But everything’s okay?”
“Sure,” he shrugged. “As long as we don’t get struck by lightning or fall into some weird third dimension.”
“Piece of cake,” I grinned, but the steely look I got from him was not one of agreement.
He tore off his headset and turned to me in anger. “Why the fuck would you say that?”
“Say what?”
