“You’re not going to let them get away with this, are you?” Sarah asked, a slow smile spreading across her face. “Of course not,” Leo replied quietly. “But why start an argument on the ground when we can let technology do the heavy lifting at cruising altitude? Just make sure the jumpseat is clear for me, and let’s get this plane in the air.”
Sarah nodded, tapping her screen to finalize the passenger manifest. Ten minutes later, the main cabin doors were sealed, the jetbridge retracted, and the massive aircraft began its heavy taxi toward the runway. From his folded jumpseat near the forward galley, Leo watched the closed door of Suite 1A with calm, quiet anticipation.