staring,” she said. “Didn’t your mother teach you that it’s not polite?”
“I never had a mother.”
She raised her eyes. “Everyone has a mother.”
“It takes more than giving birth to earn that label” was all he said, and all he was going to say on the subject.
Once the plane leveled off, Bjorn unfastened his belt and stood. “I’m going to have a chat with our pilot. When I get back, we’ll talk.” He paused, gave her a warning look that his comrades had named the “gutted glare.” “If you lied to me about knowing where Holic’s hideout is, I’ll ship you back to Polax the minute we land in Vienna.”
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