The white twin-engine executive jet dipped its wings smoothly as it descended through a blanket of light morning clouds, revealing the familiar, sprawling skyline of New York City below.
Sunlight reflected off the towering glass skyscrapers, turning the Hudson River into a ribbon of shimmering silver.
Evelyn sat by the cabin window, her gaze fixed on the city that had once felt like an arena of endless battles. She wore a comfortable beige cashmere sweater, fitted dark denim jeans, and brown leather ankle boots. Her hair was tied in a loose ponytail, her face completely rested and glowing from two weeks of tropical sun.
Adrian sat in the wide captain's chair directly across from her. He wore a simple navy jacket over a white t-shirt, his laptop closed on the table between them. His long
