Kayla, grieving the loss of her grandmother, is about to return home after the funeral. But when she boards her flight, she has no idea about the nightmare that awaits her. In a case of mistaken identity, Kayla has no choice but to rely on her wits and quick thinking to get her out of the hot water she has landed in.

After a few long days of grieving, I was ready to collapse into my own bed. I was six months pregnant and emotionally drained from my grandmother’s funeral.

The funeral had been tough, but it was a poignant farewell to a woman who had been my rock throughout my life.

“Are you sure you want to leave today?” my mother asked as I packed my suitcase. “You can wait a few days if you need to just sit with this loss.”

“I know,” I said. “But I need to get back to work and back to Colin. You know my husband barely manages without me.”

Now, I was navigating the long lines at the airport. I hated flying, but it was much easier to fly home than drive.

But finally, I made it onto the plane, ready for the journey back home to my husband.