Seventy-Two

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I had always known that McMillan Global had helicopters. I mean, come on. It's one of the biggest conglomerates in the world, and for all I knew, it may have a fleet of it ready on standby. Given all that, I haven't been in one. Despite working as the late founder and CEO's assistant for the past two years, I have never stepped inside a helicopter. Not because I wasn't allowed to, though. Mr. Lucas McMillan Sr was never the chopper guy as he preferred traveling by business-class planes instead of helicopters. Now, standing on the heliport of McMillan Global Tower and staring at the giant clunk of machine and blades in front of me, my heart wanted to punch its way out of my chest. The whirring of the chopper blades was too loud and almost deafening. Not even the headphones the staff provi

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