Ali's POV
"I think it's time for you to return, son," I remember his tired voice over the phone.
He always gave me liberty for making my own decisions whether they were personal or for running the business. It was time for me to listen to him once, without any arguments.
I tried to get something out from the body guard, but the man wouldn't budge. I assumed he would know because Mr. Khan trusted him enough with his son's life, but the fact that he said he couldn't relay any information due to security reasons, made the flight longer than it actually was.
I couldn't stomach any of the fancy stuff delivered by the flight attendee, so a bowl of fruits and nuts was sent in front of me with a bottle of wine. I tried calming my nerves with the fruity wine, along with the munchies as part of traditional anxiety.