“Miss Collins,” I hear his voice in the distance and I shift uncomfortably. “We have arrived in Kentucky, Miss Collins, wake up.”
I open my eyes at the sound of the door being closed and when I look in that direction, he's already gone. I yawn, get up as quickly as I can, and head straight to the bathroom to wake up a bit.
I leave the room, looking for him with my eyes. Cedric appears in my field of vision, entering the jet again, fixing his eyes on me without stopping.
“Did you rest?” he asks, stopping in front of me.
“Yes, thank you for asking.”
“Come on, we have a breakfast reservation,” he announces, stepping aside. “After you, Miss Collins.”
I walk forward, thanking him in a low voice, heading straight for the exit door. The cold breeze, quite cold, welcomes me to Kentucky. The
