Despite Quinn promising to send Issac into deep space, those who influenced Olyver sought to keep him from that honor. Every time Issac’s departure neared, those shadowy people yanked the rug out from under him. And with each disappointment, the pilot grows more depressed. He also starts drinking to ease his frustration. However, after fighting for his friend, the vice-chairman sends a message to Issac. Unfortunately, Issac ignores the message and heads to his favorite establishment. Will Quinn provide Issac with good news? Or will he finally destroy his hope to navigate the universe?
With a groan, Jasmine leaned against the doorframe as she dragged her fingertips down her face.
“You’ve long since paid your debt to me, Jasmine.” Issac shook his head as he raised his cup to his lips. After taking a slow pull, he spun toward the doorway, tapping his refreshment. His tongue ran across his teeth as he waved the full mug in his co-pilot’s direction. With a snort, he took another sip. “While you come out with me for the occasional drink, you’re not fond of spending your off hours here.”
Jasmin scowled as she folded her arms over her chest. “What does that tell you?”
Harsh laughter filled the small room as Issac spun back to the bar, drinking more of the brew and easing the cup onto the counter. He hopped off the stool and whirled around, clapping his hands. “That begs two questions.”
“What are those?”
He waved his hand while he leaned against the seat. “First, you’re here on Quinn’s behalf.”
Jasmine’s finger tapped against her bicep as she drew her lips into a white line. “What’s the second question?”
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