I just stare at him. He can't actually be serious.

As he continues looking at me, though, that devilish gleam in his eye never fading, I know he's not just pulling my leg.

"So I guess it doesn't matter that I haven't received my final paycheck?" I ask him.

"Circumstances have changed." There's a flash of pain in his eyes that he quickly suppresses. "And either way, everyone knows that anything that happens at thirty thousand feet doesn't really ...