Jackson Brown's Arrest

Jackson Brown sat at the airport with his two assistants, Sarah and Michael, waiting for his flight to South Africa. He hated having to take a commercial flight with other people, but if he wanted to leave undetected, he couldn't take his private jet; it would raise suspicions since the scandal involving the woman he killed, Sophia Davis, had been all over the media after her body was found earlier that day.

As they waited, Jackson turned to Sarah, his face devoid of emotion. "Make sure all the arrangements are in order. We cannot afford any mistakes."

Sarah nodded, her expression equally stoic. "Everything is taken care of, sir. The private jet is ready for our departure from South Africa."

Jackson grunted in acknowledgment before shifting his gaze to Michael. "And you, have you taken care of any loose ends?"

Michael swallowed hard but maintained his composure. "Yes, sir. All potential liabilities have been neutralized."