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Chapter 1

Whoa!

The glider in front of Lann Dreán dropped thirty feet, its left wing plunging toward the rugged peaks of the Santiago Andes Mountains The Russian aeroers around his control stick in an involuntary reaction Just in tiht a slipstrealider up

Fehter sounded in Lann’s headphones

Mudak Frank’s passenger should be frightened out of her wits, not sounding like she’s having the time of her life, which may very well be her last minutes if Frank didn’t quit the jackass stunts

“Can you go higher?” she asked Frank “Faster?”

Da the usual peace Lann enjoyed when up in the air He knew the slipstreams, winds, and therround, he was going to give Frank a piece of his er’s life Of course it didn’t help that the little hell’s angel encouraged Frank

Frank chuckled “I’d like to show off, but I’ve got to ith the wind Faster isn’t an option Higher could get us killed”

Frank was right He was gliding on the wave lift that pushed off the mountain peaks, and he was at maximum altitude for what conditions allowed

The click of her tongue was“They said you were the best”

Lann snorted at that

Frank’s glider dipped sideways Too steep The maneuver evoked an ecstatic female shriek Lann didn’t have to check his instruments to know the risk was uncalculated

When Frank leveled the yawning glider, it bumped as it hit a doard airstream The woman’s exclamation wasn’t any less excited Fuck She didn’t realize the aircraft was heading for a nosedive With a flick of his hand, Lann created a lider stabilized He wasn’t supposed to use his ability toan approved and foro into a tailspin, he wasn’t going to let the halfwit sacrifice his passenger

Frank centered the yaw string three degrees too far west His wing tipped again

Lann couldn’t help but cut in “Watch your tail, Frank Crosswind at twenty degrees west, fifteen knots”

“Got it, Lann,” Frank said “I’e to o”