Chapter 148

• The private jet touched down smoothly at Los Angeles International Airport, its engines humming as it taxied down the runway.
• The sun was beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the city skyline. Thomas Winters exhaled, adjusting his cufflinks as the plane came to a full stop.
• The moment the door opened, Marcus Sterling was already at the bottom of the stairs, speaking with the driver of a sleek black Rolls-Royce that awaited Thomas’s arrival.