Chapter Eighteen

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Chapter Eighteen

"What do you mean we aren't going to stay in a hotel?" I inquire. 

"Hotels can become dangerous. It's very easy to get a hotel room key and come inside. It's easy to get a room phone number. So this time, we are going to rent an apartment." Aaron replies 

I'd rather stay in an expensive, posh hotel, but I can't really argue with Aaron at this moment because it’s my fault that we right now are in this problem.  

~*~

We went through the whole airport security, taxi ride and all that traveling stuff before we arrived here, at this rented apartment. It's nice, but not as nice as the hotel in Paris. That hotel had an antique scheme, while this one is more modern art.

"So this time are you going to go trusting random people?" Aaron questions me. 

"No." I mutter. 

"Good. Now we know for sure Kratos knows how we look like since he said he saw us eating dinner together last night. You're not going to like this, but we have to change how we look like. You're going to have to die your hair and wear color contacts at the very least."

"Fine." I grumble. This Kratos guy really is ruining my life. 

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