JAMES WANE THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 362

Chapter 362

Kai stepped off the plane at Red Waters International Airport, the cold evening breeze hitting his face as he adjusted his grip on the briefcase he carried. The air smelled different here—heavier, somehow. It carried a hint of salt from the nearby coast and an edge of grit that hinted at the city’s rougher reputation.

He took a breath, pushing away a flicker of doubt. This was no place to let his guard down, especially since his goal was Scarface—a man few approached and even fewer dared to confront.

He flagged down a taxi and slid into the backseat, keeping his briefcase close. As the car pulled away from the airport and merged into the main streets, his gaze drifted out the window, absorbing the city of Red Waters.

The skyline was industrial, dominated by rows of aging warehouses and smokestacks. It wasn’t like Emerald Falls, with its sleek glass buildings and polished streets. Here, the buildings wore years of neglect openly, their walls stained with grime, graffiti, an