He was awoken by the creaking sound of the door. He sat up abruptly and watched the brown skin woman in white suit trousers and white blazers jacket walking into the room.
In her right hand was a small backpack which she threw towards him. He caught the backpack and held it close to his chest.
“Are we leaving?” He asked, his eyes looking intently at the woman who sat on the small sofa opposite the bed.
“Yes, but out of the country,” she replied with a smile on her wide red lips.
“They'll get hold of me at the airport, I can't leave this country,” he said fearfully.
“We've got all that covered. Come on, our flight is ready,” she said and stood up elegantly.
Her stiletto heels hit the floor gracefully as they both stepped out of the room. Walking into the open, his mouth was left agape
