Chapter 10
The preparations prior to the flight from San Francisco to New York passed by in the blink of an eye, and now, Turner was leading Calvin toward the plane that would take them to their destination. It was late on that Friday evening, so it would be a direct red-eye flight from San Francisco all the way to New York. The plane would depart San Francisco at around eleven o’clock, and it should land in New York after about five hours and forty minutes. By the time they got to the hotel, it would be closer to ten or maybe even eleven o’clock in the morning local time. Turner was rather nervous, though. He had yet to inform Calvin that they wouldn’t be flying on a commercial airline. Instead, he had chartered a private jet for them. He had also hired a private car, complete with a dri
