They walked straight toward the man who had just been insulted.
“Good morning, Mr. Rahim,” the airline representative said warmly. “We’re so sorry for the delay earlier. Please allow us to escort you to the VIP lounge before boarding. Everything has been arranged for your comfort.”
The woman’s expression flickered — confusion, disbelief, then panic. Her eyes darted between the man and the airline staff, trying to make sense of what she’d just heard.
“Mr. Rahim?” she repeated under her breath.
And then it hit her — and everyone else — like a tidal wave.