Chapter Eleven
Elias
A sense of peace rolled through me as I leveled the small plane in the air once we reached cruising altitude. Cruising altitude in a small two-seater plane was very different from that of larger planes that crisscrossed the skies. At this height, the mountains with the waters of Kachemak Bay glittering under the sun below us were close enough it felt almost as if you could reach out and touch them.
“Damn, it feels good to be flying again,” I commented into my headset.
Glancing to the side, I caught Diego flashing me a quick grin. “I bet it does. How’s your ankle feeling?”
At the moment, my ankle was resting on the floorboard. I flexed it, giving it a careful rotation. “Not one hundred percent, but definitely good enough to be flying.”
“Good,” he said firmly. “I c
