Zinda turned from smiling at the pool player to looking at the hand on her arm.
She directed a deceptively sweet smile up at the man. She knew pilots when she saw them. You had to slap them down fast before you flag them in.
"Thanks, Ace, but I got a beer. How 'bout you remove your hand and take it down a few thousand feet where you won't get hurt?
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