Sandra
She was exhausted when she finally stepped off the plane, but she had so much to do that she couldn’t just find a bed and sleep. She couldn’t do much with her cellphone and laptop when she had been at the gang’s offices and being on the plane also meant she couldn’t do much.
What she needed now was to get a rental or buy an old car for cheap, get a bed to sleep in the night and find someone who could assist her with a weapon, since she’d left all hers except her trusty carbon fiber boot knife. It was the weapon she never went without and always managed to sneak through whenever there were metal detectors.
She didn’t like to be unarmed at any time when she knew she couldn’t trust anyone. And this was no different. She asked around for a place to stay and soon found a bed and break
