Chapter Seven: Marco

Marco

“This is your plane?” Sabrina asked, as they boarded the small jet that was parked on a private runway near the airport.

“Kind of,” Marco said, as he led the group onto the plane. “I’m able to use it right now, so it’s as good as mine.”

“I’ve never even seen a private jet before,” she said, looking around the plane with the awe of a young child. “To be honest, I've never actually been on any plane.”

The pilot greeted Marco and they shook hands, while Sabrina and Valetta continued on toward the back of the jet.

“The weather is looking excellent today, so it should make for a smooth flight to New York City,” the pilot informed him. “Shouldn’t take but a few hours.”

“Perfect,” Marco said. “How long until we take off?”

“Ten minutes. If all of your party is here, we can start taxiing to the runway now.”

Marco nodded and turned down the aisle leading away from the cockpit. The cabin of the plane was small to his eyes. He was used to his private jet back home, but he was assured this p