Miranda Spicer glared at her cell phone. Jack had sent a message saying he would be late, but then had refused to answer all twelve of her calls. She paced the length of the jet with a glass of cognac and clutching at her pearls; while her assistant Sara stayed on her seat and tried to not look at her.
That boy was in so much trouble. He knew he shouldn't make her worry like that. The least he could do was to answer her calls and explain what the problem was. She could bet it had been Lionel. He had made Jack lie and say he wasn't there. He had used Jack to find out where she was, of course. She should have suspected it and sent someone for Jack, but Lionel had already gotten to him and god knows what he had been telling her baby.
She screamed in rage and threw the glass to the floor. "Dammit! Why won't that kid answer?!"
"My, my; if only he had inherited your temper," said a voice from the entrance, and a redhaired woman entered.
"Who are you? How did you get past security?"
"I'm sorry. Jack said he would call you. I'm Wuya, a friend of his. I'm sure he has told you about me".
Miranda blinked. "Oh. Wuya, of course. Please take a seat." Wuya stepped over the broken glass and sat in front of Sara. Miranda noticed she wore no shoes, but stopped herself from rising an eyebrow at that. "Can I offer you something? Sara, go tell Mr. Smith we are having a visitor."
Sara nodded and left the jet. Miranda took an almost empty bottle of wine and looked at it critically.
"Wine will be fine," said Wuya. "Jack told me you and Chase had met today. That is very interesting, since Chase is a very...reserved man".
"Yes. Jack told me as much".
In less than a heartbeat, Wuya held Miranda by the arm in an iron grip."You are smarter than Jack, what a surprise. Now call your men back". She pointed to the window where Miranda's bodyguards had surrounded the jet. She made a mental note to hire smarter bodyguards.
But for now, she would have to deal with this herself.
She bashed the wine bottle on Wuya's head and pushed her into the broken glass on the floor. She jumped over Wuya and ran to the entrance where her bodyguards were already rushing inside.
But when she looked back, Wuya had disappeared.
She fell to the ground in shock. Because on the bottle and on the floor was still blood, but she was unscathed.
Jack had been right, that woman was actually a witch.