The next day,
"Ethan,my brother is coming today. Do you want to meet him here or in a private resort?", James asked.
Ethan looked at James and smiled.
" What do you think?"
"Damn it! Alright, I'll ask him to come here.", James said with a frustrated tone and left.
....
The tarmac shimmered under the afternoon sun, heat waves distorting the horizon as James stood alone, a solitary figure in a sea of gray concrete. In the distance, a private jet bearing the Maguire family crest, a silver griffin clutching a thunderbolt, descended from the clouds like a predator returning to its nest. The roar of its engines echoed across the runway, drowning out the frantic beating of James's heart.
