A sparkling white private jet touched down on the runway of a small airstrip in Bergen at 10:45 AM. It soon came to a complete halt and quickly extended its airstair.
Zachary and Lorenzo, who were the only passengers on board, immediately moved to exit from the small aircraft. They carried their bags and slowly walked down the stairs. They soon stepped onto the tarmac and started heading towards the Audi SUV parked a few dozen meters away from the runway.
As they walked, Zachary squinted his eyes against the almost-blinding sunrays while constantly breathing in to take in the refreshing spring air of Bergen. A soft smile outlined his face, and he sighed again and again at the comfort and speed of the private jet.
