Chapter 261: Registered Disciple

On the flight to Aryn. The plane cut through the clouds, drawing closer and closer to Aryn with every passing minute. Bruce Yale stared out the window at the rolling white sea, his nerves tightening the nearer they got. Jane was still unconscious. *You have to hold on.* Lately, someone had been asking around about Louis Fevyour, trying to get close to him. What were they after? This was the longest trip Bruce had taken since his return. Maybe those four words said it best: the closer you got...