Chapter 22 - The Zurich Flight

Two days later, Clara, David, and Lily boarded a private flight from Los Angeles International Airport to Zurich.
As the plane soared over the snow-capped Swiss Alps, Clara looked out the window with a nervous flutter in her chest.
"What if she doesn't recognize me, David?" Clara asked, clutching her mother's antique locket tightly in her palm.
David smiled softly, resting his hand over hers. "A mother never forgets her child, Clara. You know that better than anyone."
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Lily slept peacefully in the adjacent leather seat, holding her favorite plush golden retriever tightly against her chest.
The private jet touched down on the tarmac at Zurich Airport, where three black armored sedans were waiting to escort them.