CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE

Amanda pulled up to the bustling airport, expertly maneuvering her sleek black sedan into the pick-up lane.

She stepped out, smoothing her emerald business suit and straightening the visitor pass hanging around her neck. Pushing blonde hair behind pierced ears, her direct blue eyes scanned signs directing towards the North Terminal arrivals.

Weaving expertly between travelers hugging loved ones and drivers holding name placards, Amanda made her way past columns soaring stories overhead crisscrossed by walkways.

Sunlight flooded through floor to ceiling windows revealing planes taxiing like tiny toys. The cavernous terminal buzzed with a blend of languages mingling with rolling suitcase wheels.

Amanda rode a long escalator up to the second level mezzanine overlooking the bustling scene below.

Leaning casually against a pillar studying his phone, she spotted a lanky young man around college age wearing faded jeans and a bright pink hoodie.

His overstuffed hiking backpack leaned against
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