Georgia's POV
I've decided to leave this place and return to my apartment. I put on my boots and took a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I must leave this area before the cops come looking for me. I do not appreciate being watched or guarded. I can defend myself against any threat.
While walking across the corridor, I put on a black face mask and a hat to hide that I am Georgia Miller.
I took a taxi back to my apartment, but I urged the driver not to stop at my residence when I spotted armed guys standing outside.
"Where are we going, Miss?"
I exclaimed, "Stop in here," as I noticed a bus station near the taxi.
I give him some cash and proceed to the bus station, pondering who the three men outside my flat were. Do they believe that the mafia file is stored in my apartment? How foolish
