White gates swing open automatically, revealing a sprawling villa that looks like it was plucked straight from a travel magazine. Two stories. Floor-to-ceiling windows. A pool that glitters turquoise under the late afternoon sun.

Beyond it all, the ocean stretches endless and calm.

Ahead, the front door swings open.

A woman in a crisp white blouse stands there, clipboard in hand, dark sunglasses hiding her expression. Behind her, silhouetted against the bright interior, shapes move. People. Already here.