Chapter 244

Leo’s private plane touched down on a quiet airstrip just after dusk. The sky was gray with a thin band of fading orange. The air smelled of jet fuel and wet pavement.

He stepped off the plane, boots hitting the tarmac, jacket slung over one shoulder. The strip was empty except for a chain-link fence and a few lights throwing long shadows.

His phone buzzed. He pulled it out and answered without st