Friday, Samone's private jet
6:00 am, New York Time
Jace sits aboard the jet Samone supplied so graciously for the current voyage. The only flight attendant with him catching his eye every time she walks past. Jace knows he should stay focused, but he also knows he works better after "blowing off some steam". By her fifth time passing, he can't ignore it any longer and snags her gently by the elbow.
"What's your name?"
"Vanessa," the tall blonde answers with a lilting, flirty tone.
"How long before we land?" Jace asks as he studies the tight shirt, covered by a blazer, and the even tighter skirt.
"Um... A few hours more, I'm sure," Vanessa answers, distracted by his charming smile and smoldering gaze.
"Great... Would you care to follow me back there?" he asks as he points his thumb over his shoulder.
"I have some questions about your job."