The next morning, the sun hadn't climbed too high yet when they all gathered at the small dock facing the blue ocean. The morning breeze brushed against their faces, carrying the distinct scent of sea salt. In the distance, the blades of a helicopter spun slowly, creating a rhythmic hum that signaled it was time to return.
Soon, Clark Event's private helicopter stood proudly on the small helipad prepared by their logistics team. The company logo looked elegant on the matte black body, adorned with silver accents.
Dominic, now wearing sunglasses and a light jacket, glanced at his three companions with a relaxed smile. "Ready to return to the real world full of challenges?"
Amelia hugged herself against the breeze that whipped through her jacket, then turned to Caroline and Marco, who were standing side by side. "At least we're going back with good news. Some things… finally went the right way," she teased.
