Saira held Adam's hand as they passed through the metal detector and patted his head as the gurney was moved toward the waiting airplane. He didn't stir still unconscious, the sedatives working just as she'd calculated.
Her expression never wavered, but her fingers curled ever so slightly as she walked beside the stretcher, having cleared their security check. It was already good that they had reached here. A few more minutes and they would have cleared another hurdle. Once out of Maniwa, she would claim asylum in the States, citing a risk to her life so that even if someone did end up finding them, they would not be able to take them away.
She looked around the private airstrip and smiled. This little old and abandoned place was perfect. It was quiet, nothing like the crowded commercial terminals where sirens, scanners, and cameras buzzed all the time, increasing the chances of them getting caught by prying cameras or some curious tourist.
