If god could give a one-ti power I could use today, I would ask him for the ability to teleport so that I don't need to bear the agonizing journey in order to reach Belavia.
Plane would take four hours to reach Belavia and a private chopper would only take three. And aside from the ans of transport ntioned, there is no other way to reach my destination.
I don't have any other option except to choose the private chopper…. Unless of course I have super powers and I could fly across boundless seas but I know I couldn't do that so I have to wait for three hours until I reach Ace.
But it was not the nauseating trip nor the long exasperating hours which brought
tears to my eyes but it was saying goodbye to my daughters, especially to Vien who I just have spent ti with for less than a day.
I blinked back the tears and climbed inside Lady Ravenwood's private plane. I waved back to everyone before the door closed.
I couldn't see them anymore but I was still staring at the door as if it would change a thing.
After letting go a deep sigh, I turned my head towards the window and I sank deeper into the leather seat as the private chopper floated to the air.
Inside the private chopper Lady Ravenwood owned I sat alone. The beautiful view outside the window refused to comfort and there's nothing that could comfort now except seeing that Ace was safe.
If only I knew this would happen to him and Vince would fra him with Angela's death then I would never allow him to leave the country.
But no matter how hard I regret letting him go it was too late for regrets now. It already happened and the best thing to do is give him what he needed the most—comfort.
For now, it was the only thing I could provide. And I think it would be enough to make him feel better.
At last, after three hours spent buried in my thoughts and thinking about the problem over and over again, the plane landed into the rooftop of the twenty-storey building and I was saved before I drowned into my thoughts.
The building was an Investigation firm—Belavia branch—run by Lady Ravenwood's niece.
n in black suits lined up on both sides greeted the mont I erged from the chopper. Then a sophisticated tall woman with bob cut hair approached and introduced herself.
"I'm Catherine Grace Emir. Lady Ravenwood's niece. I am the Officer In Charge of the Investigation Firm. Nice eting you, Phoenix. My Aunt already inford why you're here."
Catherine Grace flashed a dazzling smile that reminds so much of a toothpaste comrcial model. She held her hand to and I reluctantly took it.
Her hand was soft and warm, not the type of hand of a person used to hard labors but her hold against my hand was firm and powerful. Definitely she's not the type anyone would ss with.
"Nice eting you too." I replied, matching the bright smile on her lips.
She was around twenty-four, with reddish blonde hair, exquisite sea green eyes, and a slender figure like those of a runway model. Her complintary features would make both man and woman look at her twice. If she would apply as a model, she could have surpassed a dozen of them with her natural charisma and charm.
Catherine Grace's na rings a bell to . I wonder if she was the sa Catherine I once read in the newspaper who once broke her fiance's arm just because her parents forced her to date him. Perhaps she's not that person. There's so many nas like Catherine here in Belavia.
She let my hand go and together we walked inside the elevator.
She's not only beautiful but she was elegant in her movent as well, I thought to myself as she pushed the elevator to her office.
"Lucas Nicholas, our top agent and investigator, and also my cousin wasn't here so for the mont I would be your bodyguard wherever you go." She said after the elevator stopped on the tenth floor. When the door opened, we walked the long hallway and entered the door.
This might be her office, I assud after my eyes landed to the OIC word written on the door. She pushed the door open and gestured to to co first before she followed behind .
The room was large and spacious. The appliances and furniture are not sore in the eyes. The atmosphere inside the room is very welcoming. A kind of environnt that could make a person relax even at work.
My eyes surveyed the whole place. The ambience inside her room was very refreshing. There on the top of the table was a Pokémon mug with a Pikachu art. Beside the mug, an open laptop stood. A few sheets of paper were pinned underneath. It seems that Catherine Grace was busy when I arrived.
Catherine pulled a wardrobe open. Black jackets made for various sizes were neatly hung inside.
"Please wear this for your safety." She instructed. I took it and obediently followed her order.
"That's a bulletproof jacket. You need to wear that to secure your safety. We don't know what's going to happen once we leave this building so we should be careful." She explained in detail and nodded my head in agreent.
"Are you ready?" Catherine asked.
"Yes, I am ready." I replied and took a deep, steadying breath.
"Let's go to our destination then." She added.
I silently followed her inside the elevator.
Catherine pushed the elevator button to the ground floor where a wide parking area was located. We walked sideways further to the endless park of cars until we reached her car.
She climbed into the driver's seat and waited until I was settled inside before she turned the engine on.
Seconds later the car is already on its way to the police station.
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