Taking Charge

[Charlotte]

I still have an hour until I need to meet McAllister. An hour to process my evening and prepare myself to be who I need to be to survive what comes next.

Violetta and I spend some of that time discussing our plan. With McAllister meeting me at the tarmac with his private jet and sending along this invitation, it is obvious that he plans on taking me back to Portland with him. Rather than allow him to take me by surprise, I will arrive ready. But I can't look too ready, so I won't be able to bring much more than myself.

"He'll want to at least appear like he has the upper hand," Violetta shrugs. "With men like him it is all about ego. Besides, bringing luggage will look suspicious."

Since I won't have more than my purse, and anything I take with me might be confiscated at any time, Violetta put trackers in very creative places, some so intimate I hope he doesn't check for them.

She also gives me two phones. One phone to use more obviously, and another sewn into the linin