I’ve always been afraid of flying, and I needed to make this trip to Paris. Over twelve hours in the air. A close friend of mine said, “You’re a successful man. You don’t need to fly commercial. Travel with this executive jet company. The in-flight service is so exquisite you’ll forget you’re on a plane.” Following his advice, I decided to book with a company called Paradise Airlines. Surrounded by mystery, the company’s website revealed very little. No social media, no online reviews I could look into. The ticket was absurdly expensive—and mind you, my secretary usually gets me the best first-class seats. But I trusted my friend… and I’m…