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... on International Airport.
Three o’clock in the afternoon, the sun was still scorching, making the concrete surface of the tarmac shimmer with waves of heat. The motorcade drove straight into the restricted area of the tarmac, stopping beside the white-tailed “Gulfstream IV” private jet painted with the Mexican flag.
Victor opened the car door, and a blast of hot air hit him.
He squinted at the plane and then looked up at the cloudless, azure sky.
The attendant and ...
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