Chapitre 60: This Was Too Easy

Avery got through the rest of the week by sheer force of will. Before she knew it, she was at a small airfield about to be taken to Massachusetts. The laboratory was in a city called Brockton less than an hour out of Boston but it was easier to simply think of it as going to Boston from a logistical standpoint. 

The pilot was one of their contacts from Montana whose brother happened to be a flight instructor. He had gotten a pilot's license as a hobby and was able to borrow the plane that way. 

"Hi, Jared," Avery greeted, still in a decent mood because of the cake earlier. 

He was a middle-aged man with graying brown hair and laugh lines who smiled easily at her. "Hey, Avery. Nice to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about your exploits and it's a privilege to be able to see you in action."