After My Sister-In-Law Downgraded My Seat, A Four-Star General Stepped In

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I blinked slowly. My capacity for speech had temporarily malfunctioned.

“I’m General Daryl Flynn,” he continued, leaning slightly to ensure privacy without creating theatrical distance. “I observed the gate interaction.”

Observed?

My eyes flickered toward the aisle. A young man across from me—perhaps mid-twenties, wearing a hoodie, with the continue reading …