The buzz of the New York night replaces the hiss of the airplane doors opening.

She appears, powerful but hidden, an unmistakable presence.

Oversized sunglasses protect her eyes even though there is no sunlight, and a silk scarf, beautifully wrapped beneath her chin, covers the sharp features of her face.

Her heels click quietly on the shiny airport floor as she strolls with the kind of grace that attracts attention effortlessly.

As she steps out into the clean, cool air, her luggage, a simple set of leather-bound bags, slides after her.

She halts on the curb for a time, breathing deeply and tilting her face skyward.

She acknowledges privately that...