Gun point:

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I look out the window of the car. " you know your gonna start a new life as a celebrity". " What" I yell in distress.
"your going to become an undercover agent, once you find out who your mother is"
"Oh"
"Where here" I'm about to find out who I am, who my parents were, until I look out the front and notice there is a gun held to my forehead. Straight away I put my hand up in defence.
"Who are you?" She yells. "I was told the child I'd pick up was mute" "So who are you?"she repeats.
" My name is dotti, I have been mute for the past 12 year. I made a promise to myself until I land in Paris, I can speak.
""Who are your parents" she pulls back the trigger, when I blurt out "I don't know" she slowly lowers the gun. "It is you" she murmured.
I felt the blood run through my cheeks again, when I slump back into my chair and she keeps on driving.
Later on that day we made it to the check in.

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