The way Noah and I were led out of the house made me feel like I was some really important royalty or the president or some s**t. All the men surrounding us stayed way too close but it was necessary. Once both of us were securely in a car with dark tinted, bulletproof windows, the tires screeched and we took off.
“Jesus.” I gripped onto the door tightly, closing my eyes as I practiced deep breathing.
“You two okay?” The driver peaked back at us and I gasped loudly.
“DAD!?”
Both him and Noah chuckled. “Yes, your dad. That’s why it took us a bit to leave. We were waiting for him and the others to get here from New York. I had no idea but they were already on their way over here.”
“Are we still heading to a hotel? Have you figured anything else out?” I had so many questions to ask the
