At 7:47 on a Tuesday morning, a helicopter lands on the roof of New York's most exclusive hotel. A Cambridge professor - disheveled, desperate, and running out of time - has a problem no sane person would try to solve.
Four of the world's leading scientists are in the hospital. A billion-dollar innovation conference in Tokyo starts tomorrow. Someone needs to stand on that stage and deliver their presentations.
He looks at the breakfast staff.
Marcus is a lapsed physicist who calculates tip percentages. Tony is a fast-talking hustler who's never met a problem he couldn't charm his way past. Sofia reads people the way other people read menus. Elena is a philosopher who serves foie gras to people who've never questioned a premise in their lives.
None of them should say yes. All of them do.
Within hours, they're airborne - first class to Tokyo, wearing borrowed suits, carrying stolen identities, and with fourteen hours at 37,000 feet to prepare for the performance of their lives. And someone has been watching since before they boarded the plane.