After settling into my seat, I immediately brought out my laptop and had my eyes glued to it.
The hum of the engines filled the cabin as I began to work as the plane prepared to ascend.
I had spent too long being undermined by incompetence and carelessness.
Now, it was time to take charge again. I needed to fix things and find out who was behind my downfall, especially this Zeina Delgado.
I opened my email and sent an email to the arm dealer.
My fingers flew over the keys as I arranged a meeting with them. I pressed the send button and leaned back in my seat.
The air felt cool against my skin, and for a moment, I allowed myself a deep, steadying breath.
Almost immediately, my phone buzzed. Nuel, the man who was the middle man during this deal, had replied.
His message was short: Meeting confirmed for tomorrow morning. We trust your judgment, but you had better convince us this is necessary.