Chapter 33

 Even though the drive back to John F. Kennedy Airport was uneventful, the adrenaline within our group still remained high. We’d wasted no time packing up and getting on the road. We’d considered driving to Syracuse and flying out from there, but the flight wouldn’t have been a direct flight and the less time we spent in places where we could be seen, such as airport terminals, the better.

Bruce telephoned a friend of his who was in the travel business and we picked up the tickets on our way out of town. Now, the lights of Las Vegas glimmered in the distance as our plane made its way toward the city of sin.

I looked at Mei-Lien with concern. She’d fallen asleep almost as soon as she’d buckled herself into the seat. She slept most of the time lately. I didn’t like the color of her skin, either. It was approaching a deathly ashen in color and looking a bit translucent. This was only accented by her platinum blonde hair. Was it my