We didn't actually hover an Osprey over a mosque,

Once you get it to hover, you can actually feel the weight hanging under the aircraft, and the aircraft was getting buffeted around pretty good because of the shoreline and the piers that were already there.

They'll just hover over you, waiting for you to get out.

I don’t know if it’s anything intentionally we did, but . . . we actually used to have some stations here and a few people knew us then, but we sold most of the stations in the Valley a couple of years ago, ... We own Phoenix Fuel here in town. You’ve probably seen some of their trucks on the freeways, but they operate under the name Phoenix Fuel so most people don’t know that we own them either.

Auburn Mason Reed,” I say out loud.

What are the chances?

I smile and run my thumb over the letters in her middle name. “We have the same middle name.”

I look back up at Adam, and he’s lowering his bed again with a faint smile on his face. “That could be fate, you know.”

I shake my head, dismissing his comment. “I’m pretty sure she’s your fate. Not mine.”

His voice is strained, and it takes a tremendous amount of effort for him to roll onto his side. He closes his eyes and says, “Hopefully she has more than one fate, Owen.

I was amused by it actually.