If wealth had a smell, it would be leather and jet fuel. It wrapped around me as I climbed the tiny foldable stairs. A man dressed in a navy suit stood waiting for me inside the plane. He took my hand and helped me up the last stair then signaled for me to go into the body of the plane. Adrien had already taken his place in one of a pair of leather captain’s chairs near a table, and set up a laptop. There was a sitting area across from him with two couches and a small hallway in the rear of the plane leading to God knows where.
Elan, Remmy, and Suvan came up behind me and chose seats around the cabin. Remmy sat with Adrien and took interest in the laptop. Suvan patted the couch beside him.
“No worries, Evangeline. It’s our time to shine. We will keep you safe. Nothing can happen as long
