Chapter 399

The pack has a private plane, a sleek, elegant jet that can whisk us to London within the hour. I barely have time to pack anything. Nathan suggests we leave immediately and just buy what we need when we arrive, but the thought of leaving without even a toothbrush makes me panic, so he relents, and we go back to Aconitum Hall so I can put together a bug-out bag.
I don’t even have time to brief Hannah or Tara on the situation before we’re off to the airport.
“So, tell me where I can sit on this plane that you haven’t fucked your mistress?” I say as we climb the airstairs.