Пятьдесят оттенков серого
Chapter 6
”Christian’sdisembodiedvoiceisinmyearsthroughtheheadphones.Iturnandgrinathim.
“Doyouknowwhatyouaredoing?”Iask.Heturnsandsmilesatme.
“I’vebeenafullyqualifiedpilotforfouryears,Anastasia.You’resafewithme.”Hegivesmeawolfishgrin.“Well,whilewe’reflying,”headds,andwinksatme.
Winking…Christian!
“Areyouready?”
Inod,wide-eyed.
“Okay,tower.PDX,thisisCharlieTangoGolf–GolfEchoHotel,clearedfortake-off.Pleaseconfirm,over.”
“CharlieTango—youareclear.PDXtocall,proceedtoonefourthousand,headingzeroonezero,over.”
“Roger,tower,CharlieTangoset,overandout.Herewego,”headdstome,andthehelicopterrisesslowlyandsmoothlyintotheair.
PortlanddisappearsinfrontofusasweheadintoU.S.airspace,thoughmystomachremainsfirmlyinOregon.Whoa!Allthebrightlightsshrinkuntiltheyaretwinklingsweetlybelowus.It’slikelookingoutfrominsideafishbowl.Oncewe’rehigher,therereallyisnothingtosee.It’spitch-black,noteventhemoontoshedanylightonourjourney.Howcanheseewherewe’regoing?
“Eerie,isn’tit?”Christian’svoiceisinmyears.
“Howdoyouknowyou’regoingtherightway?”
“Here.”Hepointshislongindexfingeratoneofthegauges,anditshowsanelectroniccompass.“ThisisanEC135Eurocopter.Oneofthesafestinitsclass.It’sequippedfornightflight.”Heglancesandgrinsatme.
“There’sahelipadontopofthebuildingIlivein.That’swherewe’reheading.
