Once they landed, Noah hurried off the plane, staying as inconspicuous as possible. Her only goal was to get through baggage claim without bumping into the man she believed was her boss. She prayed he had checked no bags and would leave the airport quickly. Standing by the conveyor belt, Noah anxiously scanned the crowd. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, startling her out of her thoughts. She glanced down at the screen. “Mr. Green” Her stomach lurched. What terrible timing.
“Noah, how are you doing?” Mr. Green’s voice sounded warm with concern. “I wanted to check in and make sure you’re okay. That stomach bug sounded nasty.” Her mouth went dry. She forced herself to cough a little before responding. “I’m… I’m doing better, just a bit weak still.” She glanced around nervously, scanning the airport to ensure the man wasn’t anywhere near her. That’s when she saw him. The man from the plane, standing just a few feet away, waiting for his bags.