JFK International Airport, New York, USA. 16 hours earlier from Malaysia's time.
Matthew looks anxious, he starts to heavily sweat after waiting for two hours but none of their bodyguards found the man that is supposedly returning today.
"I'm dead. I'm fucking dead because of this piece of shit! Dammit!!" He punches the wall while cursing to himself.
"Sir, we not found him in the CCTV footage either. We believe that he was not boarding the plane as the according time. What should we do next, sir?" one bald man in black suit report back to him after an hour looking at the footage camera in the security room.
Sighs heavily, once again he punches the wall hard. "Make a call to his bodyguard in Singapore. If I don't hear any word from them in an hour, they fucking dead!" He slumps on the metal bench while rubbing the bridge of his nose using his finger.
