Chapter 259 Book A Flight
- Francisco sat in the car, heading out for official work, when his phone buzzed. A sharp alarm flashed across the screen.
- Max, sitting in the front seat, glanced back at the sound. Francisco’s face darkened as he scrolled. His fingers moved fast, his jaw set tight. Max had never seen him like this — agitated, tense.
- “Turn the car!” Francisco barked, his voice cutting the air.