Chapter 6I had a seat by the emergency exit. The extra space gave me room to stretch out my legs, which I needed, since I must have pulled a muscle in my thigh the night before I crossed my feet at the ankles and rested my head against the back of my seat. The flight attendants would be coming around soon with the beverage service. Even if it hadn’t been barely midmorning, I would have restricted myself to a tomato juice on the rocks. Once in Boston, I’d need a clear head to accomplish the first mission my superior had assigned me as a special agent, and I had no intention of blowing it.
Blowing it…That brought to mind the talented rent boy who had f****d me into the mattress the night before. I smiled, remembering how much I’d enjoyed it.
I’d have to call him when I got this business at
