Anger coursed through me at the girl's words, and more than anything, I wanted to go and give her a piece of my mind. Even if we were on a plane thousands of miles in the air, I wasn't going to let this bitch get under my skin.

Finishing in the bathroom, I stood before the small mirror and thought over my options. If I really wanted to get even, perhaps I could tell Miguel and get her fired, but then what was that actually going to solve?

A plan formulated in my mind, and as a grin stretched ...