Of all the people Chuck had expected to stab him in the back. Nerdy Nate, the child who used to be so shy he hid behind giant tomes had been at the bottom of the list. It was an error in judgement Chuck would be sure to never ever repeat.
"Sir we will be landing shortly, please fasten your seatbelt," Chuck glared at the tiny slip of a girl but did as instructed, closing his eyes as the plane descended.
It had been an hour since he had left Nate behind, and had things gone according to his cousin's plan Chuck would have been in the air for much longer.
As things stood however, Chuck was not leaving Greece. Instead he would lay low, and bide his time. When his cousin least expected it, he would strike, and this time he would take out both him and his wife.
