I jerked awake breathing heavily as I looked to my left and right realizing I was still in the airplane.

That had to be the most horrible dream I've had. It felt so real, like I was really in a cell with someone telling how he'll soon find me.

Breathing out a sigh of relief, I put my head between my hands, I just couldn't explain how relieved I am that it was just a nightmare, leaning my head back on the chair, I let a breath through my mouth.

After few more hours of flying, we finally made it to London. I had to pick London for a reason and besides I was catching another flight early next morning, I knew soon enough my dad would realize what I've done and would have a search party looking for me, so my save route is to come to London, then rest for the night, tomorrow morning I'll be on my way to a different country.

A lot of people knew me in NewYork airport, it would take just a few calls to find me, I couldn't risk that.

I went to take my bag and complete the other necessary things I needed to do before leaving the airport.

What I needed to do right now is to find a cheap hotel and rest my tired bones. With that in mind, I head out of the airport.

Hailing a taxi, I told him to take me to the cheapest hotel nearest to the airport because I needed to come back for my morning flight. " I know just the right place ma'am" he told me...." Well, that's good, just take me there" I said.

In my current state I was too tired to even talk.

Getting into the back seat of the car, we drove off, I just kept looking at the window of the car, as I watch the building, trees, and street lights move as we drove pass them.

In few minutes, the taxi dropped in front of a hotel, for a cheap hotel, the place looked stayable if that was even a word because right now, with how I was feeling, I didn't even have the energy to distinguish what was right or wrong I was too exhausted.

Thanking the driver,I paid him leaving him a fair tip.

Taking my bag I made my way inside the hotel.

I spotted the receptionist behind her desk as I made my way towards the reception.

Greeting the receptionist, I asked for a room for the night which she gave me a key with the room number ninety six as I made my payment. Thanking her, I made my way to the room as per her direction.

Spotting the room with the number ninety six, I made my way to it, then looking left and right I opened the door then stepped in closing the door behind me. You couldn't blame me for being paranoid, I mean I have a reason, not when since I left NewYork it felt like a ghost has been following me.

I stripped off the clothes I was wearing and made my way to the bathroom. I needed a good bath after all the jumping, running and shooting I had done the previous day.

I got into the shower and turned it on as the water ran down my exhausted body and I closed my eyes enjoying the feeling of the water on my body.

I washed my body with the soap the hotel provide and after washing off the sweat on my body I again used the shampoo the hotel provided to wash my hair.

Feeling clean enough I stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my body and one on my head to dry my hair.

I went back to the room to call for room service, first I was starving...it felt like I haven't eaten in years, secondly I needed my clothes washed I didn't have any other clothes to wear. Picking up the phone by the bed side table, I called for room service.

Patiently sitting on the bed, I wait for them to come attend to me.

It didn't take long I heard a knock on my door. Taking a deep breath I stood up to go open the door.

I was reluctant to open the door, but if I don't open it I would not be able to tell who was there. I'm very sure it's someone they sent up to me when I called for room service, but my paranoid state wouldn't let me.

Gathering enough courage I opened the door and in front of me stood a plump lady with a maid's uniform. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Ma'am you called for room service, is there anything you would like?" she asked me.

" Yes please dear, can I get something to eat?..and," I turned back in to go get the dirty clothes I had laying on the bed.... "please I need this washed," I said as I handed her the dirty clothes.

"Okay sure ma, What would you like to eat?" she again asked me.

Telling her what I'd like to eat she turned to leave but I remembered something...."Excuse me," I called her back " please do you have a laptop I could borrow? I'll pay for it." I said.

At the mention of money I saw the twinkle in her eyes. Nodding at me with my dirty laundry in hand she left.

I turned back into the room closing the door, I went back to the bed, I layed down on my back as I heard my stomach grumble in hunger.... yeah I was definitely hungry.

Half way asleep I heard a knock on the door, this time I wasn't too worried I knew just who that was. I stood up grudgingly as I made my way to the door, standing there with a tray of food and a bag on one shoulder which I guess must contain the laptop is no other than the same chubby girl from earlier. I didn't even get her name.

What is your name? I asked her...."Melody," came her simple reply.

"Well Melody thank you for the food and laptop, I'll call for you when I'm done using it," I said to her as she handed me the bag while I let her in so she could drop the food. Thanking her she turned and left the room.

Settling down to eat the food, I dug in making sure to leave nothing. With the plate empty I turned to the issue at hand.

Taking the laptop I turned it on as I patiently waited for it to finish booting as I stared intently at the screen.

Finally the laptop came on revealing a cute picture of a baby who has two front teeth missing, the picture brought a smile to my face.

I went to the internet to search for last night's party...if there was a chance I could see anything helpful, different things popped up for me to click on, I started from the first one down to the last but I didn't see anything helpful, the only thing the internet had was just the open gun fire, they were all talking about how there were raining of bullets, but I can bet my front teeth that none of those Mafia men or underworld lords were caught for anything, those people are too smart, never leaving a simple trace.

Plus I know no reporter who value his or her life would dare post or report the happening of last night that might in any way get any of those men in trouble.

Finding nothing helpful, I booked my flight for tomorrow. I called for room service again so the empty plates could be picked and I could return the laptop.

Not long after my call, a knock came
I went to open the door and it was Melody standing there, she had my now clean clothes in hand, I Invited her in, she went towards my bed and dropped the clean clothes she was holding, then she picked the empty plates, she now turned her attention to me raising her brows in question.

I didn't understand at first till I remembered I was supposed to return the laptop and pay for it.

"Here's the laptop, thank you for letting me lend it, and this..." I said, opening the bed side drawer, I took out some cash and handed her the money. She took the money happily thanking me as she left the room.

Finally all alone I went back into my bed covers that is after locking the door. My prayer now is that I fall asleep.

I wouldn't want to have a repeat of what happened on the airplane. I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep, but I kept turning on the bed as I could not get any sleep.

Thirty minutes in and nothing changed, I was still the same, no sleep, just me looking up at the ceiling. I let out a small laugh as the flash of me jumping down the ceiling came before my eyes, I wonder what a sight that would have been.

I don't remember when I fell asleep but I woke up and it was morning, at least I was feeling a little refresh.

I quickly made my way the bathroom as I saw that if I didn't hurry up I was surely gonna miss my flight. I had a quick shower, came back into the room to wear my jeans and top as I left my hair to dry naturally, I didn't have the luxury of time, besides I don't know if I could find a hair dryer in this hotel bathroom, I didn't bother checking yesterday, I was too occupied to worry about checking if there was a dryer or not.

I didn't bother with breakfast, I'll just have to find something to eat in one of the small cafe they have at the airport. With that in mind, I made my way out of the room.

Reaching the reception, I gave back the key to the receptionist, I don't know if it the same person from yesterday, I doubt, but I didn't even care to check.

Returning the key to her, I checked out of the hotel.

I made my way out of the hotel as I stopped a taxi. I was running late.

" To the airport please," I told the driver.

"Yes ma'am" Was his simple reply before driving me off to the airport.

I got to the airport in no time, and after getting all the important documents checked, I made my way to the board the plane, ready for whatever awaits me.

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