Chapter 4: ADVENCER BEGINS
Cameron Collett walked briskly through the bustling Dallas airport, a place that was usually filled with the sounds of suitcases rolling by, the voices of travelers discussing their upcoming adventures, and the distant, monotonous murmur of announcements from the PA system. His athletic build was accentuated by his form-fitting navy-blue suit, and his confident gait was complemented by the distinct, assured sound of his boots striking the marble floor. He was a man who knew where he was going and had no intention of letting anything get in his way.
His blond hair was styled in a way that made him look both youthful and ruggedly handsome, and his bright blue eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. But as he approached the gate where his private jet was waiting, a small frown creased his brow. He was early, but he hated to keep people waiting.
Cameron pulled out his phone to check for updates, as he always did. It was a habit that had been drilled into him during his military days, a need to be informed and in control. He had a lot on his mind these days, and he found that staying connected was the best way to stay on top of things.
As he scrolled through his messages, he noticed a text from his dispatcher, Jack. It was short and to the point, but the words sent a chill down his spine. There had been an accident with one of his trucks, and a driver and a family of four had been killed. Cameron felt a wave of anger and sadness wash over him. It was a tragedy, and one that could have been prevented.
He knew that he would have to deal with this situation as soon as he got back to town, but for now, he had a flight to catch.