As I dragged my suitcase out of the airport, night was already settling in.
Cold air slipped down my collar, and I instinctively pulled my coat tighter. The glass doors slid shut behind me, cutting off the airport's clamor. All that remained was the low hum of engines and the hiss of tires rolling over pavement.
I narrowed my eyes, scanning the crowd for the car that was supposed to pick me up.
Before long, a discreet yet immaculate black sedan eased up to the curb. The window lowered, and a gray-haired man in a crisp suit leaned out. His gaze lingered on me for a moment before shifting away, clearly double-checking something.
"Miss, excuse me—"
He hesitated, his eyes returning to my face. A slight crease formed between his brows, as if he sensed something was off but couldn't quite p
