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Central International Airport This choice: Back to the airport and escape to Switzerland. • Go Back...Chapter #3Back to the airport and escape to Switzerland. by: Ricardo   Kanya's heart raced like a hummingbird on a treadmill. Justin had been missing for 12 hours now and she had just narrowly escaped capture at the hands of two goons. She couldn't believe father tracked her down in Geneva, Switzerland of all places! Kanya's plan seemed flawless: master hacker Dante Simms rerouted her phone call, placed to her father, in such a way that the call appeared to be coming from Vancouver - if the call was being traced. While father sent his thugs into Canada, she and Justin took a relaxing, leisurely flight into wealthy, gorgeous Switzerland. England was out - Justin's friend across the pond was at the very least, under father's surveillance, if not already dead.
Oh my God - Dante!
Three possibilities: Dante freely gave up Kanya and Justin to father, Dante gave up Kanya and Justin after some violent persuasion, or Dante was harmed into giving up Kanya and Justin, then killed.
The first seemed unlikely - Dante and Kanya had been lifelong friends and even romantically linked for a while. Dante would sooner die than...
Suddenly, Kanya broke down crying. Everything caught up to her: father's inhumanity, the uncertain fate of Justin, the certain end of Dante - there was simply no action she could take that wouldn't endanger herself. There was no way to make a phone call or comb the streets looking for Justin without sticking her neck out.
She certainly couldn't ride the city bus indefinitely. What's more, money was running out and to attempt to tap into the secret account was, at the very least, risky. Recovering the gems was out of the question - that hotel room was positively unsafe to return to.
After a lengthy cry, Kanya collected herself and waited as the bus came to a stop a short walk across from the Parc des Bastiones. She disembarked the bus and made her way over to the park, where many passers-by and pedestrians were enjoying the cool, overcast afternoon. It didn't seem like the best idea to get out in the open like this, but other options seemed even worse. Besides, she thought, they may think twice before trying something in front of all these people.
Just a few short moments after she arrived, Kanya heard a familiar male voice call her name. She turned in the direction of that voice to face...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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