The card in Elena’s hand wasn’t flashy—no gold, no symbols—but the name on it… he had seen it before. In restricted reports, high-level meetings, documents never meant to be tied to a face.
Elena Vázquez.
Majority owner.
For a moment, Alejandro couldn’t speak. A man trained to act quickly under pressure found his mind completely blank.
Victoria was the first to react, though her confidence had faded. She looked between her husband, Elena, and the airline director, who now stood tense and silent.
Commander Alejandro Martínez felt the atmosphere around him shift, as if the cabin itself had suddenly lost its balance.
