N International Airport.
"Calling for passengers for Dragon Air Flight 565 to Zurich, boarding at gate C-4. This is a final call for Dragon Air Flight 565 to Zurich. Please quickly come..."
A figure in a black trench coat and scarf hiding most of its face stood up from a corner of the departure hall in high-heeled boots, ready to go to the gate. The passenger tightly held on to her sling bag. The eyes behind the wide sunglasses darted to left and right in anxiousness as she tried scanning for unwanted people.
Heaving a sigh in relief, she quickly maneuvered her way to the gate.
No one knew how nervous she was right now. The call she received earlier was enough to send goosebumps all over her body.
"The plan has failed. You don't have to transfer the remaining amount. I'm going to hide first."
"What? How could it fail? Didn't you promise me to kill her? That's why you took so much time!"
