Chapter 166

Ethan

I rest the handle of the shovel against my shoulder and pull my phone from my pocket.

If this contractor is about to tell me he’s delayed again…

I stare at the screen.

Wife: Do you know someone who can fly me to Laurel Bell Airport in two days?

My pulse thunders in my ears.

Me: I’ll fly you.

Me: Just tell me what time.

I don’t know why she has to fly there. And it doesn’t matter.

Tilda is reaching out to me.

Asking me.

Wife: You don’t have to. I can pay someone to do it.

I’m shaking my head as I read.

Me: I’m flying you.

Me: Just tell me what time.

An eternity passes.

I barely breathe.

I worry she’ll disappear.

Then, she replies.

Wife: I’ll be at your hangar at ten.

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