Chapter 7

Claire’s POV 

The moment the plane’s wheels touched down on the Zurich runway, I knew I was truly home. 

Walking out of the jetway, I spotted my father immediately. His 

temples were completely gray now, his shoulders more hunched 

than I remembered, but his eyes remained sharp as ever. 

The instant he saw me, this iron–willed man’s eyes welled up with tears as he gently opened his arms. 

“Dad…” I threw myself into his embrace, my voice choking. “I’m