Man, could he snore! It was so loud it competed with the noise of the engines. Jenna reached over and adjusted his head so it was now on her shoulder, helping to lessen the timber of his snores.
She glanced over at me and grinned at me shyly. "How could I say no to him? He saved my life. She would have slit my throat the way she was going."
"She what, now?" I questioned, sudden anger rising to a boiling point.
"She was aiming for my throat. The blade of the box cutter was almost fully extended. Victor's injury would have been so much worse if not for his blazer. Fiona went totally nuts, as did Alan and Lydia." A slightly wicked smirk prefaced her next sentence. "I gave all three of them some payback though. Quite sure Fiona's nose is broken, as is the hand that held the box cutter. I '
