He looked bewildered, his smug expression evaporating into one of worry and confusion. Passengers around us exchanged curious glances, the tension palpable. The man in the suit continued, his voice firm yet composed.
“I believe you were supposed to be on the same flight as your boss, Mr. Thompson, correct?” The name seemed to resonate through the cabin, causing a noticeable shift in the atmosphere. Mr. Cooper, the irritated passenger, stuttered in response.
“I—uh, yes, but—”
