The sun was barely up when Lana stepped out of the luxury hotel’s grand entrance, her heels clicking lightly against the smooth pavement. The air in Los Angeles was crisp, carrying the faint scent of ocean breeze mixed with the exhaust of early-morning traffic. Despite the coolness, the warmth of the rising sun cast golden hues over the city skyline, making the glass towers shimmer.
A sleek black town car waited at the curb, its polished exterior reflecting the neon lights of the hotel’s signage. She hadn’t been given much instruction, only that someone would be picking her up for the meeting. As she approached, the driver—a tall man with sharp features and a neatly pressed suit—stepped forward, opening the door for her.
“You must be Miss Grey,” he said with a polite nod. His voice was d
