The Fall Up Series_Aly Martinez by Martinez Aly

Author:Martinez, Aly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Fall Up and The Spiral Down
Publisher: Aly Martinez
Published: 2021-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

With my baseball cap pulled low over my eyes, I attempted to stretch my legs out in the three inches of space the airline had graciously allowed me. I would have given my left nut for a seat in the emergency exit row. The plane was packed, but I was biding my time, waiting for a chat with the flight attendant to see if I could schmooze my way into an open window seat. For a guy my size, being stuck in a middle seat, sandwiched between two other men, was only slightly above the seventh level of Hell. But I guessed, when the company buys you a ticket hours before takeoff, you get what you get.

I would have way rather been in the cockpit of my own plane, but I didn’t have time to wait around for the repairs to be made. I needed to get home and see if I could grab another flight for Jackson. Broken plane or not, a charter pilot didn’t get paid unless he actually flew. I needed the money. Part time was exactly as partially lucrative as it sounded.

“Need a favor, Roth.”

Pushing my hat up, I found Carter hunched over in the aisle and staring down at me.

“Sure. What’s up?”

After retrieving his wallet from his back pocket, he pushed some bills in my direction. “Two hundred bucks. Switch seats with me and talk him through takeoff.”

“I’m sorry. What?” I asked before glancing at the hairy guy to my left, who was clearly unaware that deodorant had been invented.

“He’s flipping out up there and, quite honestly, I don’t know what the hell to tell him. We need to get home. But, right now, either he’s going to get kicked off for acting like a maniac or I’m going to smother him with a six-inch courtesy pillow.” He stopped to give me a shrug that said he wasn’t kidding. “I’m thinking, if he had someone to explain what was going on, he could keep his shit together. If not, we’ll still have the pillow as a backup plan.”

My eyes slid to the men on either side of me before I popped my eyebrows in question. “You want to pay me two hundred bucks to move to first class?”

“No, I want to pay you two hundred bucks to talk bullshit about planes.”

I smirked then plucked the money from his hands. “What do you know—plane bullshit just happens to be my specialty.”

He backed up to allow me out of the row. “You have any experience in crisis negotiation?”

I tipped my head to the side. “Should I?”

He shrugged and clamped his hand on my shoulder. “Couldn’t hurt. Good luck up there.”

“Uh…thanks,” I said skeptically.

He seemed entirely too excited to squeeze his mammoth body into a tiny-ass economy seat.

Whatever. Better him than me.

He shared my feelings.

“Better you than me!” he called out with a laugh as I headed up front.

I got the feeling two hundred bucks, extra leg room, and free drinks weren’t going to be an upgrade at all.

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