After leaving the airport gate, you felt a firm grasp on your backpack, yanking you to a stop. Turning around, a towering figure came into view, staring down at you.

"Miss" he said, his deep voice echoing in the empty terminal.

Without waiting for a response, he grasped your backpack again and began leading you towards a waiting private jet.

"This way," he said again, almost dragging you along as you tried to keep pace.