I reached the pier the next day about 6 minutes early, surprised when I heard the guys already there. “Hurry up! We’re leavin’ soon!” There’s the English one.
“Hey, she’s here.” A voice came from behind me. I hear heavy footsteps walk close.
“Hello, Senor Ross.”
“Hey. We’re just about to leave. You got your stuff?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, let’s get it loaded and---”
“Actually, I prefer to keep it with me. Safer that way.”
“Alright. Whatever you want.” He leads me to the plane and lets me sit close to the cockpit. I let my legs relax into a lotus position and meditate. Soon we take off, and before you know it, we’re over Albania.
