She lies as she joins the other flight attendants and pilots in the van. And blood, a slick, still wet pool on the crisp white sheets.Īfraid to call the police-she's a single woman alone in a hotel room far from home-Cassie begins to lie.
She quietly slides out of bed, careful not to aggravate her already pounding head, and looks at the man she spent the night with. When she awakes in a Dubai hotel room, she tries to piece the previous night back together, counting the minutes until she has to catch her crew shuttle to the airport. She lives with them, and the accompanying self-loathing.
She's a binge drinker, her job with the airline making it easy to find adventure, and the occasional blackouts seem to be inevitable.
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