Reese’s POV
The plane touches down in Chicago after almost two and a half hours in the air.
The cabin lights blink on and everyone begins to move.. It's Rosabelle first, checking her phone, already in work mode. The four brothers move next, quiet, coordinated, wearing matching black caps and face masks.
I blink hard, trying to adjust. My head feels heavy, and my palms are sweaty.
My first official job as a live coach and this was happening.
When the plane door opens, the rush of air hits me. The sound outside is deafening.
Chicago feels alive with flashing lights, cameras, and that kind of chaos that only happens when the Hyacinth brothers step out into the world.
Rosabelle’s voice cuts through everything.
“Stay close. No wandering.”
I nod quickly, gripping the strap of my bag.
A
