Chapter 312: Kelsey

Wednesday. Ronald Reagan Washington National Airport. Washington, DC.

KELSEY VAULTED OVER THE side of the truck. This time her legs held her.

That stupid, wonderful man. She was going to skin him alive. Who jumped onto a moving plane? Who did that?

If airport security hadn't arrived as Logan made his mad dash, everything would be so much worse. He could be in the air for all she knew.

Two of the police cruisers zoomed up, screeching to a stop and creating a half circle in front of the plane. It wasn't getting away fast or easily considering how cumbersome the bird was on the ground.

"Logan? Logan," Harper bellowed.

He sprinted past her and got a hand on the hatch door, flinging it open. He aimed up into the plane, but it was nothing but shadows.

"Boost me up," she called out.