Chapter 118

Trip didn’t seem to notice. “I guess you’d better go then.”

“Yeah. Dr. G. doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”

“Will you get there in time?”

“Sure. I know someone.”

“You know a lot of someones.”

“Yeah, but this someone knows how to fly.” He took out his phone, went into his contact list, pulled up a number, and dialed. The woman he called picked up on the first ring. “Hey, Pepper. It’s Deuce. I’m in town, and I need to be in New York soonest.”

“JFK? LaGuardia?”

“LaGuardia.” It was closer to Manhattan.

“Got it. My Cessna is out at Francis Marion Airfield.” She gave him directions to the small, private airfield.

“Thanks, Pep. I’ll see you in a few.”

“No rush, man. I’ve got to fuel her up.”

“Do me a favor and step on it. I’m seriously short on time.”

“Like that, is it? Okay, but it’ll cost you. Now, get your ass out here, and we’ll be heading for the wild blue yonder before you know it.”