{Honestly,} Athena's annoyed voice rang in Ethan's ear, this time, through the helicopter's headphones {if he glares at you one more time, I'll lock all his devices out of the Internet for a week.}
They were currently in the helicopter, headed towards California. Ethan calmly leaned back and wanted to relax as much as possible, but Michael's gaze on him wasn't helping.
How Athena knew that he was being glared at? Maybe through a camera in the chopper, but he wouldn't let her react to something so petty.
He looked at Michael who was still glaring at him before sighing, maybe he should let Athena lock him out of the Internet for a while.
Irina, on the other hand, was completely unbothered by whatever tension was between Michael and Ethan, she just leaned back and closed her eyes, whether asleep or not, was unknown.
