“And the Boeing BBJ.” “No.” Again, Nico didn’t miss a beat. He didn’t look at all flustered, just resigned. “Yes.” Giovanna smiled her dangerous, all-teeth smile. “You can have the Gulfstream or the Challenger. Take both if you want. I don’t like either of them.” I gaped. I was pretty sure they were talking about trading private planes like baseball cards. What kind of alternate fucking world was this?
