The seaplane floated gently on the turquoise waters as Alex Rodriguez stepped onto the narrow wooden dock, his natural authority evident even in crisis. Despite his exquisite designer suit and the chaos of recent days, he carried himself with the same commanding presence that had driven Rodriguez Global to record profits just weeks ago.
"Six minutes until the first aircraft lands," James announced, his casual tone belied by the bitterness in his eyes. "Though I suppose I'm still just head of security, even now. Old habits die hard, don't they, brother?"
Alex ignored the jab, focusing instead on Sonia as he helped her onto the dock. Even exhausted, she moved with the same grace that had first caught his attention across that crowded Monaco boardroom. "Save the family drama, James. We hav
