Evelyn didn’t expect the drive to end at a private terminal. The moment the gates opened and the car rolled in, she turned to Roman, confusion written all over her face. “Airport?” Roman didn’t answer. He simply stepped out first and held the door open for her. Evelyn slowly got down, her gaze sweeping across the quiet, restricted space. No crowd, or noise.

Just sleek aircraft resting under the fading light. “Where are we going?” she asked, unable to hide her curiosity anymore. Roman took her hand. “You’ll see.” He led her forward, and stopped in front of a helicopter. Evelyn blinked. “We’re not taking the Aurelion jet?”

“No.”

She...