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 drove 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."
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