Chapter 34

Paris

The flight was pretty short and before Mke had got the chance to settle in his seat, it was time to get off the private jet.

He hadn’t seen Killian for the entire time of the short flight, as he was sitting on the other end of the plane, talking to someone Mike hadn’t seen before.

Obviously Killian really was going to Paris for work, and wasn’t really planning on spending time distracting himself, and was using all the time he had on his hands to negotiate.

“It’s for work,” Mike told himself, “Just for work, what were you thinking…”

They got off and Mike looked around the small, private airport.

They didn’t pass any passport or security checks or luggage and document change. Which was great. Mike’s documents were, of course, fake, and made by the best counterfeiters, who had once been working for the gangs, an