𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐬

Chapter Three

                                            Xenia

                        (Unedited)

Eight hours later we landed in Cuba international Airport, I carried my hand luggage's out to the lobby where we got our main luggage, I pushed my things out on a trolley, where I was greeted by a middle aged man.
  
He looked at me with an arched brow "are you Macquoid Xenia?", I nodded and he gestured for me to move along to his car which was a black Camry.

This must be one of Reynolds henchmen, I thought to myself.

The man helped me load my things in the trunk,as we got in and he took off, "Do you speak English?," he nodded "yes, what do you want to ask?," I cleared my throat "well I'd like to know where I'm headed."

"Oh sorry, that skipped my mind, I'm taking you to Hotel Havana Uptown"

  "Ok." The awkward silence slid in and all I could hear was the faint music playing on the radio.

"You're English is really good, and you speak it naturally not like a foreign man would," I was trying to ease up the awkwardness I felt. He chuckled a bit "well I did study in the states, but things didn't really go as planned so I decided to come back to my home country and see if things could be better and it actually is."

"If you don't mind me asking, what do you mean by things didn't go as 'planned' ", I am deeply fascinated by that.

He looked at me through the mirror on the roof of the car, "Well that ain't something you go around telling strangers."

I laughed dryly.

"Sorry for pressing on sir," "No worries, But I did enjoy giving you a ride!," the vehicle came to a careful halt, I hadn't even noticed we were moving we were here until I looked up.

"Oh thank you,sir... how will I be paying?,"

"That's already taken care of."

"Oh thanks again." I quickly stepped out of the car and took out my things as I took slow strides into the building, the driver seemed to wait for me to get inside the building before he pulled out of the parking lot.

*****

My phone rang as soon as I step into the room I checked into after a very long process, I didn't have time to acknowledge the beauty of the place, I  dropped my luggage in the middle of the room, as I collapsed on my bed I took out my phone and checked the caller ID hoping it'll be Vanessa.

'Mr Reynolds'

I huffed, "hello, sir?,"

"Have you gotten checked into your room?,"

"Pretty much, yeah"

"Good,good. Anyways, later on today you'll be taken on a tour around town,"

"By who?"

"You don't know her so why waste my saliva"

"sure."

"have a nice time, and your meeting with Amadeo will be arranged soon"

"oh."

With that he hung up. Honestly, I had forgotten about that guy I still wonder what I'm supposed to do with him.

At the moment he was the least of my problems what I need right now is to organize my room and have a long well deserved dip in the tub.

I arrange my things around the room, it isn't too hard because the room was basically already arranged all I have to do is put my belongings in the designated places.