The helicopter began its descent, the cityscape of California growing larger in the windows as they approached their landing site. Vaughn's grip on Eliza's hand tightened briefly, a silent gesture of reassurance, before he released it and shifted his attention back to the task at hand. The familiar landmarks of his hometown came into view, evoking a complex mix of nostalgia and determination.
Eliza glanced out the window, her expression a blend of curiosity and apprehension. This was Vaughn's world, and now it was about to become hers too. The helicopter touched down smoothly, and as the blades slowed to a stop, the door was opened by a chauffeur standing at the ready.
"Welcome back, young master, and miss," the chauffeur greeted, his tone respectful and practiced.
