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Chapter 7 Asher noticed something was off, frowned: "What now? Something else happen?" Caden looked up, his eyes switching from pain to total confusion. "Bro... pinch me. Am I dreaming?" "Can dead people even get on planes?" "Why the fuck... did I just get a flight notification for Kennedy?" Asher froze, then caught on quick. "Why would her flight info even come to your phone?" Caden still looked dazed as hell. "Oh.

That airhead gets lost going literally anywhere, so to keep her from getting confused, I've always been logged into her flight tracker app on my phone." "Guess she forgot to log me out..." When me and Kennedy got on the plane, it was already past midnight. Didn't wanna risk staying in the States any longer than we had to-too many ways for shit to go wrong. But to really disappear completely, I picked a city crazy far away. Only one flight going there this late at night. After we got settled in our seats, I watched Kennedy bouncing with excitement and couldn't help teasing: "You this hyped?

Better not have ratted me out to Asher again." She smacked her chest all confident: "How could I?! You really think I'm the type to sell you out over and over?" "Wow Sloane, now you don't even trust ME anymore?!" I laughed and blocked her hands going for my neck, finally feeling relaxed. Plane was about to take off. I was getting ready to turn off my phone when the cabin announcement suddenly came on: [Dear passengers, due to special circumstances this flight is currently unable to depart. We sincerely apologize for any inconvenience...] What the hell?

This sudden curveball made my heart drop. Announcing a delay AFTER everyone's already boarded? That's sketchy as fuck. 5.0% Chapter 7 5 A bunch of passengers started going off on the flight attendants, demanding answers. But all they kept saying was "special circumstances"-wouldn't give any actual details. The bad feeling in my gut got way stronger. I leaned over and whispered to Kennedy: "Fuck... I got a really bad feeling about this." "Kennedy, you absolutely sure you didn't mess anything up on your end?" Seeing how serious I looked, she thought hard, then said slowly: "I don't think so?

I was worried that psycho Caden put a tracker on my phone, so before the explosion I threw my phone AND the SIM card into the fire." "Even if they figured out we faked our deaths this fast, no way they could find us already..." "...Wait. Shit!" Watching her face go pale like she just got struck by lightning made my heart jump into my throat. "What?! Spit it out!" Kennedy looked at me like she was about to cry: "I just remembered-Caden's got my flight tracker app logged in on his phone with my info and number." "He might be able to see we boarded." Again with this shit!

I was so pissed I couldn't even yell anymore. Almost laughed at how dumb this was. "Why didn't you say something earlier?!" Her voice got quieter and quieter: "I forgot..." "You know I've always been kinda slow..." Passengers were getting off the plane now, staff guiding everyone out. Watching the cabin empty out, my anxiety shot through the roof. Didn't have energy to keep lecturing her. I grabbed my bag and got up, face going cold. "First time you screwed up, fine-I forgave you. But we went THIS big this time.

Do you even get what'll happen if they catch us?" "If you're not gonna use your brain, then I'm done babysitting you. I'm leaving on my own." Kennedy realized I was actually pissed for real. Panicked, jumped up too, staring at me all lost. I ignored her and headed straight for the cabin door, thinking to myself: The Harrington brothers don't care about us that much. Probably wouldn't go as far as grounding a whole plane just for us. But since there's a risk, I can't just sit here waiting to get caught. Gotta get off this plane, find another way out of the country.

But the second I got to the door and looked up-there was Asher's cold-ass face staring right at me. Fuck. We're so screwed. I jumped back, instinct telling me to run. But he stepped forward quick and grabbed my wrist tight. His voice was ice cold: "Still trying to run? Too late." (0) 800 (0) 5.5% Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes.

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