“Hey Mel, been a while.” Snide and leering, his inky hair slicked back, Ross Delano emerged from the crowd like a snake out of the grass. “We missed you, killer. How’s the family?” he asked, taking the seat beside her. Ross was another pilot, and an ace, having downed enough enemy planes to have gotten attention from the papers. He was also a bully.
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