Kristen’s mind replayed the events over and over, each detail more confusing and grueling than the last—the man’s trembling hands, his hesitation, the insignias that betrayed the truth. She knew she had done the right thing by reporting him, but the bitter taste of betrayal still lingered.
When the plane finally touched down, the wheels connecting with the tarmac sent a shudder through the cabin, jolting Kristen back to reality. She rose slowly from her seat, her movements deliberate and measured as she began to gather her belongings.