A threat… *

"What do you want?" I asked, returning to my seat. 

The man laughed, "why would I pay the airline to do this stupid travel for a mere kid without talents?"

I looked at him again. My heart was beating with anxiousness. 

"This report is very detailed, your friends, those little girls from an insignificant family you shoved to the side one day.  The Hunter girl, and Vincent Stein. How impressive. Those two are true gems of their own families. Talented, and outstanding in several areas. The girl knows at least ten languages and is a skilled fashion designer for her age. The boy, a genius in mathematics and computer sciences, a promising genius with boundless possibilities. Why would they choose to stay with you when you are nothing in front of them? Those kinds of people won't ever be misled by money, why would they follow you blindly, little girl?"