I glanced at my watch. "You will when you get there."
"Where?"
"The airport. The jet's fueled and waiting. And so is your passport."
"But how'dthathappen. What'd you do? Have someone go to Michigan to get it?" Her voice rose. "How long have you been planning this, anyway?"
Four hours and ten minutes.But I didn't say it, because she didn't need to know. In fact, the less she knew the better.
The truth was, I hadn't slept.AndI'd been busy since our encounter last night.But I hadn't been only one.
"Cheer up," I said. "There's a surprise waiting for you at the airport."
Looking anything but cheerful, she said, "What kind of surprise?"
"Let's just say you're not going alone."
Chapter 67
Becka
Turns out, the surprise was my sister. I should've been happy to see her. But at the moment, I felt bluer than ever, even as she greeted me with a big smile and a fierce hug at the small private airport.
After a long moment, she pulled back to say, "So, Romania, huh?"
"Supposedly," I muttered. The so-called assignment involved me traveling through Romania for three whole weeks, researching the country's most famous castles.
At breakfast, Jack had claimed that he was planning to use the research in his next book –andthat he needed the research right away.
I wasn't buying it.And why?It was because I wasn't stupid, that's why.
If this were such a priority, he surely would've mentioned it earlier than this morning. But he hadn't, which told me exactly one thing.He'd simply wanted me gone.
And, as if this weren't bad enough, he'd somehow managed to drag my sister along for the ride – without consulting me at all.
I loved her company.Really I did.But the thought of her being pulled away on such short notice made me feel guilty and awkward, not to mention severely annoyed with a certain someone.
If Jack wanted to get bossy withmethat was one thing. He was, after all, technically my boss. But Anna? She didn't deserve the disruption, even if shewasbeing a terrific sport about it.
In front of me, she was still smiling. "I just love castles, don't you?"
Anna was cheerful by nature.Me, too, normally.But even for Anna, this was a bit much.
It wasn't even nine o'clock in the morning, and if my calculations were correct, she'd just flown at least two hours to get here.
Doing the math, this meant she'd left Michigan sometime around seven on incredibly short notice. And that didn't even account for time to pack or travel to the airport.
How could she be so cheerful?
With yet another smile, she reached into her purse and pulled out a familiar blue passport. She gave it a little flutter and said, "Look what I've got."
Obviously, the passport was mine. I frowned. "Well that's convenient."
Her smile faltered. "Is something wrong?"
I gave her a long, sullen look. Her dark, glossy hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and she was dressed in casual but expensive clothes.
These days everything she owned was expensive, thanks to Flynn's insistence on spoiling her like crazy whether she wanted him to or not.
