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The hairs on the back of my neck trudge through a layer of sweat to stand up. My Penny daydream makes a run for it. “Do you have the autodrive on?”
    Raleigh tips his ball cap down over his face and slouches back into his seat. “Uh ohhhhhh.”

 
    Chapter Three
     
    Penny
     
    The flight attendant, in her navy blue pantsuit with a red scarf knotted jauntily at the side of her neck, plows through the curtain between First Class and Coach. She rushes down the aisle. I crane my neck to see what’s up, and she starts whisper freaking out on another flight attendant, a guy – same outfit, but with a tie instead of a scarf. He holds his hands up defensively at first, but then curls them into fists when the woman jabs him in the chest with her index finger.
    I’ve never been on a plane, so I don’t know how things are supposed to go, but I’m guessing it’s no bueno when the flight attendants are so obviously going nutball on each other.
    “Lover’s spat,” Ben says to me.
    I’m sitting in between him and Christopher, who’s been asleep for most of the flight. When we got on the plane he’d warned me he might be out of it for a while because he’d need to recuperate after using a lot of his mental capacity to get me out of juvie. I wanted to know more, but Christopher had literally fallen asleep the instant we were in the sky, leaving me with Ben. The guy is extremely good looking, a total dime, especially for someone pushing forty -- Mr. Tall, blond, and California tan -- but he keeps giving me this weird look and then shaking his head and saying, “Sorry.”
    Ben either isn’t as reassuring as Christopher, or Christopher’s been messing with my mind and my perception of him is off.
    Perfect couple o’ blokes to take your first plane ride with.
    “So you’re married?” I ask because I figure making small talk is the right thing to do.
    He nods. “Fifteen years this month.”
    “To your…uh--”
    “Trigger? Yeah, Connor’s my one and only. We have a daughter and are totally boring and normal. I don’t know if Christopher told you much about my sordid past and how he helped me and Connor get back together, or--”
    “Not really, he just said you and, uh, Dr. Adams knew what it was like to be…” I look around the cabin. No one’s paying attention to us. All eyes are on the flight attendants who’re still going at it. “…different and not have anyone to turn to.”
    He smiles. “That’s right. Before I met Zellie, Dr. Adams to you, and Christopher, a lot about who I was didn’t make sense, even though I had a really great Lookout – my Uncle Frank.”
    “So, he was your real uncle and not simply claiming to be in order to bust you out of a detention center, right?” I tease.
    “Right.” Ben laughs. “I’m sorry if I’ve been acting weird. I just still kinda can’t believe that you’re here and coming back to school with us. I didn’t know if we’d ever find you.”
    “Well, I was trying my hardest not to be found.”
    The female flight attendant comes barreling down the aisle and charges through the curtain again.
    “I’ll let you in on a little secret,” Ben whispers.
    “What?”
    “She was angry because he cheated on her, but now shit’s about to get real.”
    “Sure--”
    He gets a twinkle in his eye .“Because he was cheating on her with another man. The ladies so don’t love that.”
    “Did you use one of our powers to discover that?”I ask, lowering my whisper to a sub-whisper.
    “Nah, he totally checked me out when we boarded. Pilot did too. They’ve probably been mile- highing each other domestic style at the Marriott for at least a few months.”
    “Wow,” I say, amused. “You’re not full of yourself at--”
    A gunshot blasts through the curtain, the bullet lodging in the last overhead compartment on the left. “Let go of me, you asshole!” The female flight attendant screams, crawling and clawing her way up the aisle, a gun in one hand. The Air