I ask Buzz as he climbs into the Hummers back seat. “Ugh, I had a whiney two year old next to me, how do you think it was? You would think that because I’m here to save her kid, that Holly would spring for first class or let me use her Jet, but no, coach. Can you believe that? Coach. I’m too old for that shit.” I can’t help but laugh. Tears actually form, I’m laughing at him so hard. “You should come work for me Buzz, you would make enough that you could buy your own first class tickets.” He raises his eye brow at me inquisitively. “That an offer Tuck?” he chuckles. “Well, let’s see how you can handle this job old man, then we will talk.” Shifting back into my seat and facing forward again, I pull away from the airport, heading back towards my home. There’s no point in Buzz staying at a hotel, we can plan our attack and what we’re going to do at my house. Being under the same roof will just be better.
