Chapter 6

“It’s hard to see,” she said patiently, “don’t ask me why. See the Chinese place?” She pointed again.

That he did see, and he told her as much.

“Okay, and see the Subway?”

“Right next to it?”

“That’s how it looks from here. The concourse is right between them.”

“Why isn’t Gate 50 by Gate 51?”

She shrugged. “Why are the Kardashians famous? The world is a crazy place.”

“Especially the Houston part of it.” Shep lit out with a quick over-the-shoulder, “Thanks!”

“Yeah, it’s definitely annoying,” agreed the pear-shaped young agent currently ruling over the Gate52 domain. “Especially when I have to work one flight over there, one flight over here, the next flightover there…” He levered himself up from his chair and lumbered toward the counter. “You can see I’m not a runner.” He had a helpful, if unhurried air, and Shep took care to dial down his frustration, intuiting the importance of an airline ally when trying to fly standby.