Chapter 43

SIENNA

I was given clear instructions on what to do upon landing in New York. True to their words, as I emerged from the airport, my eyes caught sight of a man holding a placard with my name, standing beside a sleek black sedan.

"Miss Hayes?" he uttered, his voice cutting through the bustling airport ambiance.

"Yes," I replied, making my way towards him.

"Good evening, Miss Hayes. I'm Gary, and I'