Chapter 23

The weather flying home was not as great as it had been flying out. If it weren’t for the constant battle to keep his innards down, Sean would have been terrified by the way the small plane was being tossed about by the angry sky, but given the game of ping pong his entrails were playing, he was merely alarmed. Death wouldn’t have been entirely unwelcome.

The European coastline was a welcome sight that only became apparent a few miles off shore as the cloud line broke, and he inwardly thanked...