"What? How am I under arrest? Aren't my name and photo on my international passport?" Nancy struggled to break free from the tight grip of the security man holding her soft left hand.
"You can't delay my flight! Let me go!" Nancy screamed, desperate to escape the security man holding her. She knew the airplane would take off in 30 minutes, but the tough-looking security man still held her tightly.
"I'm just doing my job, ma'am. Aren't you the President's son's chosen bride-to-be?" The security man questioned her, and Nancy stared at him in shock, realizing Charles had been monitoring her activities.
The security man took out his phone to call his boss and inform him that he had finally caught Nancy Marlon. They had received instructions earlier in the morning not to allow anyone named N
