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His face scrunched as we made eye contact, I began to think quick and run, I could hear his footsteps catching up to me as I continued to run, my legs growing tired as I reached the top of the steps, his footsteps began to disappear while I kept running past multiple people looking at me with confusion.
"Heads up!" I yelled, the man turned around and raised his eyebrow, moving slowly out of the way.
I turned around and could see Jackson reach the top of the steps, his chest quickly moving up and down, he looked at me and continued to run. My head turned back forward, my eyes not seeing the kids toy in front of my feet, with a rough push I fell to the floor, my elbows burning from the carpet. I groaned, my hands pulling me up from the floor, he was right behind me but my legs wouldn't give up no matter how heavy I was breathing.
I reached the tram, the doors wide open, everyone's eyes directed towards me.
"Cmon please close" I muttered, Jackson's footsteps becoming louder and feeling closer.
The door slammed shut in time, his hand hitting the glass on the window, his blue eyes piercing through it, a breath left my chest, reassuringly as I moved to the back of the tram.
We began to move away from the airport, sun light coming into sight, reflecting of the large glass wall holding Jackson's glare from me.
I lift up his phone from my pocket and waved it at him as I raised my finger. His eyebrows creased, the same when he was talking to that man from the queue yesterday, I took a breath when we were cornered from his view, slowly beginning to relax...
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Time skip
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I walked out from the tram, leaving the building, the sun hitting my skin, I searched for a vehicle until a man and a woman caught my eye.
The man had dark black hair resting upon his shoulder, and a black pair of glasses rested before his eyes that were closed. He wore a striped shirt with pastel colours of blue, pink and red, his clothing had been creased as his shorts weren't as visible due to the woman he was hugging, her hair shone in the light of the sun while her long eyelashes covered her closed eyes. She wore a tighter outfit than the man with a red jumper and dark blue jeans.
I walked past the two, reaching the car behind them, guessing that this car was theirs I didn't waste time in shutting the door and driving off, I looked back to see the two people waving about their arms in anger.
"Whatever they'll get over it" I mumbled.
I reached for the beeping phone, the screen reading low battery,
"Cmon, please answer" I hoped, I rang the hotel desperate for Cynthia to answer.
"Hello?"
"Cynthia you need to evacuate the hotel, get Keefe out of the room now!"
"What, what do you mean Lina? You already changed the room?"
"Cynthia just do it, please! I think someone is going to target keefe"
Silence.
"Cynthia someone is going to kill Keefe!"
I yelled in desperation, but no answer to the phone showing a black screen, throwing it onto the seat beside me I continued to drive...
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The car swerved, quickly I turned the corner, slowing down, I examined the neighborhood.
A grey car parked on the side of the pavement with both windows rolled down, I put down my window and looked into the car from my seat, noticing no man in the car I continued driving to the house.
A man in a grey suit stood in front of the door, a confused look spread across his face,
"Oh my god..." I whispered.
Quickly I turned the car, speeding quickly into the man, who was close to reaching the gun in his inside pocket. Three shots hit the front window before his body tumbled over the hood of the car landing on the concrete with a thud.
Stumbling out of the car, my feet hit the ground as I rubbed my head gently, looking at the man stained with blood lay on the floor. My foot hitting the edge of his stomach just for reassurance, no response was given, so I quickly stood over him and opened the door.
"Lisa?"
"Dad?" I sighed
"Did you call 911?" I questioned, hugging him tightly.
"I already did, are you alright?" He responded.
His hands gently grasped my arms, (images of Jackson hit my mind from the plane) , slowly we made our way to the living room.
"I need to call the hotel, are you sure you're okay dad?" I asked the question i used to hate the most.
"Yes, yes Lina, I'll get the first aid kit" he hushed. Gradually he began to let go of my hand, I didnt release my grasp, not wanting to let him go.
"Lux Atlantic resort?" Cynthia answered.
"Cynthia are you okay?"
"Yeh I mean yes, I think we're all okay" she responded
"Is everyone safe, Keefe, his family?"
"Yes, yes, they're safe, Lina you need to get over here I don't know how I'm gonna explain this..."
"Okay, okay I'm on my way" I reassured.
Dropping the phone onto the table, I got up quickly leaving the room with a dizzy head.
"Dad I need you keys, we need to get to the hote-" I paused. Frost travelled from my feet up to my legs, wrapping around my waist and flowing through my arms, my eyes widened and a gasp escaped mouth.
"Hi" Jacksons voice croaked.
