Curtis just laughed it off, "You pack a punch like you were raised with your bestie in a wild gang or something." Leanne was speechless.
As the car pulled up to the airport, the first light of dawn cast a golden hue over the parked G650 private jet.
Curtis pulled out a pair of spare flip-flops from the car, holding Leanne's ankle gently as he helped her slip them on. Stepping out of the car, she gazed out at the vast and empty airport, her dark hair dancing wildly in the morning breeze.
Wrapped in a khaki cashmere throw, the hem of her silk dress and a glimpse of her delicate, pale calf peeking out beneath, she stood there in her slippers, looking like she had just woken up. Curtis held her hand as they ascended the escalator.
The flight attendant on board had already prepared the lounge area, adjusting the air conditioning to a comfortable temperature, with eye masks and earplugs ready for their use.
Before takeoff, Leanne messaged Joy and Selina to let them know.
By the time a sleep-deprived Joy checked her phone. The private jet had already left the country.
"Wait, I just fell asleep. Now have you vanished?"
"Couldn't Curtis spare a seat for me on his private jet?"
Above the clouds, Leanne curled up in the comfy bed, watching the dense and cotton-like clouds, with the radiant sun rising from the east through the window.
The vast expanse of the sunrise over the sea of clouds was breathtaking.
Curtis wrapped his arms around her from behind, kissing the back of her head, "Happy honeymoon, babe."
Leanne turned, responding earnestly, "Same to you, love."
Leanne didn't see any of the messages from Joy and Selina. Both she and Curtis had turned off their phones, intentionally leaving them on the plane as they landed. For the next fifteen days, it was as if they had vanished from the face of the Earth, with no one back home hearing a peep from them.
No one could reach them, including Joy.
"Do you think they've run into trouble?"
Aside from that month when a heavy snowstorm had trapped Leanne with Curtis in Northwood, Joy had never been apart from her for so long.
As time passed, initial envy turned into loneliness and finally into worry.
"They're without their phones, strangers in Iceland. What if they run into some bad guys, robbed or worse..."
"You're overthinking it," Selina said. "Iceland has got one of the highest GDPs per capita in the world."
Joy countered with logic, "With high GDP per capita or not, how many there are richer than Curtis? With Leanne's beauty and exotic allure, she could captivate anyone in Iceland." Selina couldn't argue with that, "It's Iceland, not some backwater village. You make it sound like they've never seen the world."
Worried sick and unable to eat, Joy went to ElitePinnacle to seek out Caleb for any clues.
Even if Curtis decided to be reckless, he couldn't abandon his company, could he?
"Sorry, Ms. Campbell, I can't reach Mr. Richardson either."
Curtis' trip was a sudden decision. Though ElitePinnacle could operate without him, it was like a computer running without its CPU. Every gear ground, barely keeping the massive system going on the verge of crashing from overload.
Caleb, wishing there were 28 hours in a day, barely managed a five-minute conversation with Joy amidst a barrage of incoming calls.
Picking up one call after another, he reassured Joy, "There's no need to worry. Mr. Richardson takes a trip to Iceland every winter. He's quite familiar with the area. It's rare for him and Leanne to find such an opportunity. They've pushed aside all work commitments just to have this time undisturbed, so I hope you understand."
"How long are they gone for?" Joy asked.
Caleb paused before answering, "A month."
Joy clenched her teeth, saying, "Damn, talk about doing whatever they want!"
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