Three hours later, the city of Singapore was glowing under the late afternoon sun. At a private terminal far from the crowded commercial airport, a sleek black jet waited quietly on the runway. Its engines hummed softly, ready for departure. Cassian stepped out of the car first, his gaze sweeping across the airfield with the calm awareness of someone who trusted nothing to chance. Behind him, Avelyn followed, adjusting the sleeve of her coat as the warm wind brushed across the tarmac. Adrian Tan walked beside them, speaking briefly to a security officer before turning back to the others. “The flight will take six hours,” Tan said. “We’ll arrive in Dubai just before midnight.” Cassian nodded once. “Good.” Avelyn glanced toward the jet. “Private airspace?” Tan smiled faintly. “My airspace.” Cassian gave a small approving nod. They boarded quickly. Inside, the jet was spacious but understated dark leather seats, polished wood panels, and a large digital display showing the
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