Chapter fifty two
Author: Daniel Solomon
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The details suggested a series of things happening – the planned takeoff of the fancy private jet, the careful carrying out of the trip, and following the specific location Jane had chosen.

The hesitation in Victor's voice hinted at a deeper level, maybe showing how tricky it is to handle such important operations even for someone like him.

In the hushed aftermath of Victor's update, Jane, still ensconced in the drowsy embrace of the late-night hour, responded with a measured calmness. "Good, forward me the jet's tracking ID," she requested in a voice that retained the residual traces of sleep, an audible reminder of the profound interruption to her nocturnal repose.

Even in her sleepy state, Jane's mind retained its characteristic sharpness. The notion of having the tracking ID served as a tether, connecting her to the journey of the luxurious private jet hurtling towards its destination. It was a subtle acknowledgment of the need for control, an assurance that even as she yielded t
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