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It is a red eye flight from London to Savannah. I am the only passenger, of course; the private aircraft feels way too big than when we all flew to London together, even though it’s the same plane.

The city lights below me start to get farther away. I lean back against the plush comfort of one of the seats, or the spacious beds to be precious, and finally get the chance to process everything that has occurred.

I was abducted by one of the Stewart brothers, and ...