Chapter 966: Arriving At Destination

Chapter 966: Arriving At Destination



The last leg of this flight was eventless, as a general mood of expectation settled across the passengers of the aircraft. Those who were tired tried getting some shut-eye, to calm their nerves, but the anticipation building up wasn't to be brushed off so easily.

Liu Yan, eager to break the silence and form connections, attempted to engage with the others. However, everyone except for Kary and Alexander seemed lost in their own little world.

And talking to them, at this moment, seemed a bit like pushing it.

It wasn't until they had almost landed on Jeju Island that Killian woke up, his body shivering from the cold cargo-hold air.

"Urgh... What happened? Where am I, and why is it so cold?" he grumbled.

David, who wasn't far from him, heard the grumbling and stopped what he was doing to walk over to the waking Brit.

"That took way longer than it should have. I'm glad you're finally back among us. You're still alive, and you are still on board our airplane. We are almost at our destination, so don't take too long to snap back to reality."

Killian turned his head toward the voice, which felt somewhat aggravating to him, and found David walking toward him with a bottle of water.

He grunted in displeasure, grabbing the bottle David almost chucked at him.

"I can't say that waking up to the sound of your voice, and the sight of your face, is pleasant," he grumbled.

"Yeah? That's not what your mom said last time. In any case, try not to get used to it. I doubt it'll happen again, since, you know, I don't swing that way. Tough luck for you, I know," David joked, giving him a wide smirk.

Killian rolled his eyes almost all the way into his head as he sipped water.

"A 'your mom' joke, followed by a homosexual joke? Try not to overexert the pea you call a brain, skeleton fucker. You might hurt yourself," Killian said, trying to get to his feet.

"Eh. Do I care? Nah. Right now, I brought you here, so you had better go enjoy whatever adventure you rich kids came here to experience and be gone for at least one day. I want some alone time with my baby so I can tweak her a bit before our flight back home. Off you go!" she replied, still grinning.

Her loud voice had woken the few that had managed to fall asleep, and made sure the others were on their feet, as they feared she would start yelling at them.

As they were all funnelled to the back of the plane, where the exit door had already been opened remotely by Major Schrute, they came across Killian, who was awake and finally getting to his feet.

"The younger ones smiled at him, happy to see he was ok, but still kept walking to the stairs that led off. They didn't want to anger the mean-looking woman who was practically herding them forward.

When she came upon the sight of Killian's still-pale face, she stopped for a second.

"What the fuck happened to you? Actually, no. I don't care. Off my plane. No one stays on. Get the grease monkeys in the hangar to pull your stuff out. For now, I want no one on this plane until tomorrow that isn't working for me. Capisce?"

Killian was confused about why she was in such a hurry to get them away from the aircraft, but didn't have the strength to argue. So, with the help of Cory, who was glad to see him on his feet, he exited the aircraft with the others.

The only one who stood his ground was David. He looked at the fierce woman and crossed his

arms.

"Lady, our planning table is in here. We need to use it. You can't just push us off like this is your plane. I'm pretty sure you work for us."

Carol looked at the skinny, pale David and huffed aggressively.

"I don't work for you. I work for the prick with the auburn hair and blue eyes, and he's already

off the goddamn airplane. Now, if you don't get off, I'ma kick you off, twig," she threatened, squaring off before him.

But this only made David grin.

"I'd love to see you try."