"I settled in and told Michael, "Now, if only we had some Wagner to send us on our way." I saw Gard's reflection in the chopper's front windows look up at my words. Then she flicked a couple of switches, and "Ride of the Valkyries" started thrumming through the helicopter's cabin. "Yee-haw," I said as my elbows and knees started a nagging ache. "As long as we're going, we might as well go out in style."