Katy's Point of View
He tightens his grip on my hand, and five seconds later, the doors to the building's roof open. There it is, a white helicopter with the name Connors Enterprises Holdings inscribed in black on the side and the corporate logo. He takes me to a little office where an elderly gentleman sits behind the desk.
"Mr. Connors, here's your flight plan. All external checks have been completed. It's ready and waiting for you, sir. You are now free to depart."
"Thank you very much, Harry." Mark smiles at him, then he took my hand "Let's go," He says as we walk toward the helicopter. When we get close, it's significantly bigger than I imagined. Mark unlocks the door and takes me to one of the very front seats.
With a slam, he closes the door. I take my assigned seat, and he cro
