~SLADE.
We settled in our private jet. After a lot had gone on. I leaned back and stared out the window, my mind heavy with thoughts I didn’t want to entertain. I just wanted to get out of here and handle what I'd been tasked with. Leaving Braila behind didn’t sit right with me, but given everything going on, I had no choice. I hate the thought of her being alone, especially when people see her as a criminal. A w***e. I need to search for a way to protect her—make things right, somehow.
I think it's time to step up.
Most of us left for work because of the firm. I pondered on what Ren and Grimm must be doing back at home. If it wasn’t for the job assigned by my father after our fantastic photoshoot, I wouldn’t travel on a private jet either. I would go somewhere else and think of how to
