Chapter 2

The bartender, a young man named Alex, flinched. "Sir, the Dom Pérignon is reserved for the in-flight cellar on our London route.""Then what am I paying for?" Marcus snapped. "This?" He tapped his wrist, where a Patek Philippe Nautilus gleamed. "This watch costs more than your salary. I don't drink commuter champagne."Chloe giggled, a sound like tiny, sharp bells. "He's just so particular, darling."Seraphina watched, her eyes narrowing. She knew for a fact that the 2012 Dom was stocked, but also that it was against lounge policy to open it here. The bartender was following the rules.She made a small note on her phone, timestamping the incident:JFK T8 Lounge, 6:15 p.m. M. Thorne, self-entitled, Patek, abusive to staff re: champagne. Alex (bartender) held composure well, but lounge manager should have stepped in.She returned to her book, tuning them out as the pre-boarding announcement for Flight 101 began. She gathered her simple Tumi carry-on and headed toward the gate, joining the First Class and Aura Executive Platinum line.She was third in line when Marcus and Chloe pushed past two other passengers to stand directly behind her.Marcus was still complaining. "It's absurd. The whole point of flying first is to be separated from... well, you know." He looked at Seraphina's back. He saw the gray sweatsuit, the simple sneakers, the nondescript bag. He leaned into Chloe and said in a stage whisper that was designed to be heard, "Must be an employee. Probably a non-revenue ticket. They really should make them board last. It just cheapens the whole experience."Seraphina didn't turn. She didn't react. She simply waited for the gate agent to scan her boarding pass."Welcome, Ms. Jordan," the agent said with a professional smile."Thank you," Seraphina replied, her voice warm but quiet.She stepped onto the jet bridge. Behind her, she heard Marcus laugh. "Jordan. Probably a diversity hire from baggage handling who won a raffle. Amazing."Seraphina Jordan, the diversity hire, walked down the carpeted ramp, turned left into the exclusive first-class cabin of the Boeing 777-300ER, and settled into Suite 1A—the most private and spacious seat on her entire aircraft.

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