Chapter 377
They sped down the quiet lanes of midnight Munich. Katelina peered over Jorick's shoulder, for the tell-tale lights of pursuers. It was strange, both trips to Munich had ended in an escape and yet this one seemed to go unnoticed.
"With a distraction like that it should," Verchiel quipped. No one commented and they dropped back into silence.
They pulled into the airfield and made their way to the tarmac where a black plane waited, lights on and door open. Jorick led them to the plane and one by one they boarded. It was identical to the airplane that had brought them there, and maybe even the same one. Katelina picked a seat in front of a fold down table and buckled herself in. Jorick grabbed Ume and ducked into the cockpit and Micah flopped into the seat across from Katelina. "All right Lunch, why'd that German chick help? Jorick didn't tell us, but I bet he told you."