La Arquitecta

Chapter 79

"Oh, yes. I'm going to enjoy this," Zelina said excitedly.

She and Seth were about to board the private jet belonging to Thorne Enterprises for their trip to New York to meet with WWE's new chairwoman. They were still in the dark as to what the meeting was about, but one thing they had both agreed on ahead of time was that they were going to make the most of the hospitality that had been extended to them.

"It's a great looking plane," Seth commented. "It looks a bit bigger than the WWE one to me, not that I'm any kind of expert."

Zelina was certainly no expert on planes either. All she knew was that the one in front of her looked impressive as hell. It was painted all black, absolutely gleaming like it was on its first day in service. There was an engine either side of the plane's body, fixed directly to the body near the back, rather than under the wings. The engines were already running on idle, warmed up and ready for their departure. On the tail was the Thorne Enterprises logo – a T with a dark red thorn forming the stem, holding up a white cross member. Under the logo, T5 was written in white lettering.

"T5? I wonder what that means?" she asked.

"My guess?" Seth said. "It means Thorne has at least four more of these things. Sickening, isn't it, the money some people have?"

"I've always said you can't begrudge people having money if they've earned it. I don't know which side of that one Lucy falls, though. I don't know enough about her."

A stewardess appeared in the aircraft's open doorway and beckoned for them to climb the steps. She looked to be in her early thirties, very attractive, with medium length blonde hair in a ponytail. When she spoke, Zelina heard the most stereotypical, posh English accent she had ever heard anywhere other than on TV.

"Good morning. Come on board," the stewardess called to them cheerfully.

"After you," Seth said to Zelina, gesturing to the steps.

"Thank you," she said, giving him one of her best smiles. With that, she climbed the steps and greeted the stewardess. "Hi, I'm Zelina."

"Nice to meet you, Zelina. My name is Camilla, I'll be your stewardess today. Anything I can get for you or assist you with, please ask."

"Thank you," Zelina said pleasantly, moving into the plane.

As Seth exchanged greetings with Camilla, Zelina took her first look around. She had seen what the interiors of private jet looked like on TV, but now that she was actually in one, it took her breath away. There was a seating area closest to the door, with four of most luxurious leather seats she had ever set eyes on. Behind that was a table that could sit four people, on four more identical chairs. To the left of the table, on the other side of the narrow aisle, there was room for two people to sleep. Thankfully, that wasn't going to be necessary.

"Please, take a seat wherever you would like and fasten your seatbelts," Camilla said. "We'll be rolling shortly. Once we're in the air, I have a bottle of champagne to serve, compliments of Ms Thorne."

"Now that does sound nice," Seth said.

It sure does, Zelina thought. But again, she wondered what the reason was behind all of the red carpet treatment. It was humbling, but it also made her wary. Were they being softened up for a blow of some kind? She certainly hoped not, even though she couldn't imagine what kind of blow it might be, if one was to come.

"Where do you want to sit?" Seth asked her.

"I think right here would be good," Zelina decided, taking the closest seat, facing towards the front of the plane.