IVAN SMITH
I didn't waste any time and resolved all the issues, making sure everyone knew not to mess with me. They learned their lesson. I left the hotel bar without even saying goodbye. I was heading back to California later that day and had already sent a message to the airport to have everything ready for my arrival.
"Ivan, where are you going in such a hurry?" Caroline asked, coming after me.
"I need to leave right now. Hurry up if you're coming back with me because I'm leaving."
She didn't seem happy when she heard that. "But why all this haste?"
"My haste is none of your business, Caroline. If you want to stay, that's your problem, but I'm leaving." My head was full, and I had no patience at the moment.
"I'll go with you. I'll pick up my things and meet you at the reception."
