Torina and Anya's fight had spilled outside. The redhead slammed Anya into the side of the plane. Her hair was mussed, and her dress was torn. Both her nose and one ear bled freely. Still, the fire in her eyes said she wasn't done.

As they hurried down the steps, she called, "Did you get" She broke off when she saw the child in Des' arms. "All right."

Anya struggled to her feet. Crimson ran from her nose, and from cuts on her bare arms. "I don't know where the hell ...