She Offered A Kiss As A Joke—And Underestimated The Man Who Could Save Her

greasy. I couldn’t help it. I still liked to get into the engines.

“Hey, Boss!”

I turned. It was Henderson, the lead engineer who had once mocked me. He waved from the top of a fuselage. “We got that vibration data you asked for. You were right about the harmonic resonance. We adjusted the dampeners on the fleet. Efficiency is up 12%.”

“Good work, Henderson,continue reading …