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"Sweet dreams"~~
Ivy.5pm I landed back home and was greeted by an SUV waiting on me.
"Pheonix?" Someone called out my name as I climbed down the planes stairs.
"Gary" I exclaimed as he was standing at the bottom helping me with my luggage.
"Great to see you again" he said
"Long time huh. Where's Jason?" I asked looking around
"Oh you don't know, he moved to London about a month ago. We can't communicate with him as he's undercover" Gary said putting my stuff into the car.
"Is he coming back?" I asked gutted.
"Not likely, but he has left you some stuff in a storage unit." He said handing me keys.
"cheers" I said taking the keys.
"what's the important plan then?" He asked
"Basically I want to get my life into check and rely on myself, the money I've earned from the 5 years I've not been at the club should be enough to get myself a house, and then I can do some jobs like normal." I explained.
"Okay well we have booked you a hotel anyway to stay for the next few days, and it's no refund so just accept it." He said
"Okay, just email the information and I'll be on my way" I said.
We finished packing everything into one of the cars, not that there was a lot.
We headed our separate ways and my driver took me to the storage unit.
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Bingo!
224I opened the unit and there sat my baby.
My face lit up as I stroked my fingers over the car. Not one scratch or mark.
I can't believe he kept the car, after I got sent to jail they sold everything! Or so I was told.
There was a few boxes stacked up behind my car all labeled.
"Photographs"
"Electronics"
"Shoes"
I read each one out loud as my fingers skimmed over them.
"paperwork"
"Medical records"
"hoodies"
"Capri suns" I laughed, Capri suns was our code name for alcohol.
"MUST OPEN!" was the bottom box I moved the other boxes into the car and opened the box.It contained the keys for my car, bank cards and information about the gym aswell as some weapons.
I made sure that I emptied the contents of the unit and put everything into the suv.
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I sat down on the hotel bed and grabbed opened my suitcase.
In the storage unit was my old MacBook, I brought that into the hotel and immediately started looking for houses.
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The Forgotten Daughter
Teen Fiction𝙋𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙮, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩. 𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮...