The open terrain provided the perfect coordinates to land a private aircraft. Late that evening, a high-end helicopter touched down smoothly in the designated clearing adjacent to the main Sin estate.
The heavy thrum of the rotor blades immediately drew the attention of the occupants inside the central Villa. The moment a very familiar couple stepped down from the cabin doors, understanding washed over the family.
Michael held Evelyn's hand firmly, guiding her down the steps away from the downwash of the blades. "Go on inside," he murmured, his deep voice carrying a rare, gentle warmth as he reached out to affectionately smooth a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
