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Chapter 183: Damian, Priscilla

Friday. Friday. El Paso, Texas.

DAMIAN STARED AT THE tracking data on his screen.

"Fuck," he snarled.

The plane had begun its malfunction half an hour ago, right on schedule. By then the auto-pilot had swerved off path. The pilot's communications were cut off, rerouted to Damian who had a series of prerecorded loops to play.

"What?" Victoria sat from where she'd been lounging on the sofa.

Damian tapped through the readings.

This had to be wrong.

Only, it wasn't.

"What is it?" she demanded.

His body went cold, his emotions numb. It was time to work. "Load up. We're heading out."

"You fucked it up, didn't you? God, Damian, I told you-"

He whirled to face her and grabbed her by the throat, forcing her back down on the cushions. Her wide, fearful eyes were all he saw.

"Do what I tell you," he snarled. "Do you understand?"

She gripped his arm, her sharp little nails digging in even as her face began turning red.

He let go and turned back to the computer.

"Fu
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