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Chapter 5

MIKA's POV

She was on my mind all night during the plane trip to England. Not only her but her smile and her hair,and those beautiful eyes. I open my eyes to see my guard Philip is standing outside my door.

"What's for breakfast?" I ask as my eyes adjust the light. Phillip turns and when my eyes come into focus I see not Phillip but a big man with a gun. My hand instantly goes to my back pocket where I keep hidden my pistol.

"Hands up!" He yells pointing the fun at my face. I slowly rise and lift my hands into the air. He points to my wallet on the bedside table.

"Give it!" He orders I reach over and slide out my pistol into my other hand. I spin as fast as I can around and kick the gun out of his hands. When I told her I had family business this is usually it. I'm not a criminal but a lot of bad people don't like me.

The mad eyes widen as I stand on the bed and point the gun.

"What did I do now?" I ask giving him a halfhearted glare. He looks at me judging what to tell me.

" You have money that is ours." Is all he said when the plane lurched forward. I fall back and hear a crack from the other side of the room. I lift my hand off my head to see that I had a cut on the side of my head.

The man who was threatening me lay still on the floor.the plane lurched again but this time more violently. I grab my backpack and make a break for the parachutes. As I clipped the parachute into my back the door flies open. My arm opens the door before I can see who it was and before I knew it I was falling through the air at a hundred miles per hour.

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