Liam returned to Earth during the late evening hours. The Black Titan descended through the night sky, its running lights cutting precise lines through the darkness as it approached LAX's private terminal.
Inside the cabin, Liam sat in one of the forward seats and pulled out his phone. The call connected on the second ring.
"Daniel," Liam said. "I need you to set up a meeting with Whitlock for tomorrow."
There was a brief pause on the other end as Daniel processed the request. "Of course. Where would you like the meeting to take place?"
"His office is fine," Liam said.
"Understood. I'll reach out to him immediately and confirm the details. I'll call you back with the time once it's arranged."
"I'll be waiting."
The call ended with a soft click.
