We had only reached the most volatile part of the whole thing.

Somewhere over Minnesota, a man was going to land, and turn his phone on, and begin to understand that the ground had shifted under him.

And when he did, we were going to find out what kind of man he truly was when he had nothing left to lose.

Because the papers were about to be served, and I did not expect Gavin Prescott to take it quietly.

Chapter 15 — Served