At four o’clock in the afternoon, Zayne’s private jet began to descend over the suburbs of Southaven. Seeing that he was about to land at Southaven Airport, he called his son Fitz on his cell phone. Fitz, who was involved in this matter, had already driven the car to Southaven Airport. He parked the car in the parking lot, and stayed in the car waiting for his father’s call.

Seeing his father’s phone call, he hurriedly connected, and asked, “Dad, where are you?”

Zayne said, “In another twenty minutes I should land. Are you there yet?

“I’m here.” Fitz said: “You tell me after you leave customs, I will pick you up.”

“Okay!” Zayne told him: “Don’t forget to wear a mask and sunglasses, now our Banks Family is really sensitive. Don’t let others notice that we are in Southaven.”

“I know Dad.” After hanging up the phone, Fitz hurriedly put on a mask and sunglasses, and drove the car to the main entrance of the airport arrival corridor. After waiting for another twenty minutes, Zayne’s figure appeared at the exit of the airport arrival hall.

Like Fitz, Zayne wears a pair of black sunglasses and a disposable black mask.