Chapter 6

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ZIRA'S POV.
I'm done packing  for this trip i have a bad feeling about it, i know its a business trip but i went through his schedule and it doesnt say anything about this trip, i know somethings up but i cant figure it out.

 I want to see abuelo  so much but it hurts to go back there, just looking at the floor in which she was murdered makes me wanna puke.

The Manor holds so many deaths that if i starting counting I'd get tired, dont get me wrong, i don't get tired easily.

Lets just get this trip over with i can't bear this anymore.

I look at zara's picture... i feel fate wants me back  for a reason i say before letting a dreamless sleep consume me .

                            __________
Getting up i shower and dress comfortably for the trip...

                            __________Getting up i shower and dress comfortably for the trip

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   Outfit for trip  Carrying my box to my car, i start my journey to the airport

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   Outfit for trip
 
Carrying my box to my car, i start my journey to the airport. Turning on the radio, that's my song, Someone you loved by Lewis.
 
I sing along till i get to the airport and clearing security to the private section, spotting them on the runway, i drift my car towards them making waves with my tires .... i love making a grand entrance.
     
Coming  down from my car with the breeze pushing my hair i take my shades off.

"Morning zira, we were waiting for you" zander says.

"Good morning zander, im sorry I'm late i got caught up in traffic" i lie, what can i do i love grand entrances.

"You have got to let me borrow your ride for once "zander says drooling over my baby.

"Hell No go get yours .. killan is mine" i say protecting my Bentley from his hands.

"You named it killan" he says suprised.

"Ughh .. isn't it obvious i called him killan" i reply dryly.

"Mr liam" i nod my head towards him.

"Ms Lucas my men would drop your car home for you, give the keys and address to them" he says.

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