CHAPTER NINETEEN

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After their breakfast, they all headed home. On their way to the black car which was meant to take them to the hanger where Xander's jet had been stationed, Freya suddenly halted. She tugged at Ericka's clothe.

"Ricka..."

Ericka turned to face Freya with creased brows. "What's wrong?."

Freya scanned the area, a little alert. "I don't know why but I think someone is following us. I've been having this feeling ever since we left that restaurant."

Ericka raised raised a brow before slightly shaking her. "You must be hallucinating. Look, no one's behind us."

Freya looked back and indeed no one was behind them. Was it just her imagination?.

"Come let's go."

Freya nodded before following Ericka. Pushing all that to the back of her mind. Maybe it was just her imagination.

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Inside the car.

William's phone suddenly buzzed. He brought it out and found it was actually a call from grandpa Hart. He instantly placed the phone in Xander's hand. He knew very well that his grandpa's rage was wh