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Newark Airport, private hangar
Tuesday morning
Alexei and Donal walked out of the terminal within sight of Garou’s plane. Donal couldn’t believe the sheer size of the jet on the tarmac. He whispered to Alexei, “Do we need a plane this big?”
“The jet is configured to seat one hundred fifty where it normally would seat two hundred sixty-six. We have one hundred traveling with us today. The Alphas, their Mates, Betas, Dr. Artis, and Martin’s Mate, Edward Kellerman, all sit up front. The Enforcers and household staff sit in the back which is configured with two aisles and large seats.” They walked up the boarding stairs to the entrance of the plane.
“Why so many people?” Donal narrowed his eyes.