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... t the hell do you think you’re doing?"
"What’s happening, Jack?" Charlotte turned at me.
The man, a slim figure with a scruffy beard and nervous eyes, tried to pull away, but I held on tight.
His eyes darted around. What was he looking for? An escape route on a fucking plane?
"Let go of me," he muttered, his voice shaky.
But I didn’t let go. Instead, I flagged down a flight attendant who was passing by. "I’m sorry, ma’am. This man just tried to steal my wa ...
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