Honor left the elevator at a fast walk, pulling her impulsively bright red suitcase behind her into the hotel lobby, wincing as she glanced at her watch again. She had just over an hour to get to the airport before the baggage drop-off for her flight clos...
A few minutes after reentering Suite 1615, for the first time under her own power, Honor felt like screaming again. "What the hell do you mean there are no flights for two days?" "Aerothai is booked solid for the next two days," Marq Haydn said, gesturing...
“Thank you,” Blake told the waitress as breakfast was laid before him. Three fried eggs, four pancakes coated with Aunt Jemima Syrup accompanied by a mug of hot Earl Grey. He placed his bookmark to Chapter two’s beginning from The 48 Laws of Power to indu...
