The plane descended slowly through the thick grey clouds that hovered above Star Harbor, its wings cutting through mist and rain before finally touching the runway with a smooth yet firm landing. The city outside looked blurred under the constant drizzle, the glass windows of the terminal reflecting streaks of water as if the sky itself refused to clear.
Inside the airport, the atmosphere was calm and orderly, far removed from the storm outside.
Gordon, David, and Birdie walked steadily through the arrival lobby, their presence drawing subtle attention despite their composed demeanor. Behind them, a uniformed attendant pushed a luggage trolley carrying their belongings, moving with the quiet efficiency reserved for VVIP passengers.
Gordon adjusted his coat slightly as they walked.
"Should we call him?"
David shook his head lightly.
"The car from the office is already waiting. Miles told me he would send one, but I informed him that we would come by the office car."
