Thirty-Five

CONNOR 

I drove straight to the airport after meeting with Grace and was able to secure a first class ticket to Wales, where my family home was based.

Usually, it was my secretary’s duty to take care of issues like these but this travel wasn’t the usual business travel, it was my person business, so I decided to handle it myself. I didn’t call Marcus as he informed me he would be unavailable for the rest of the day. 

The plane took off at mid-day and hopefully, I should be getting back to London before midnight. I could never sleep anywhere that isn’t my room in my home here in central London. Although I once lived in Wales with my family when I was younger but I left home in my early teen years for an expensive Boarding schools only rich kids could attend. 

I didn’t want to go, in fact I begged my parents profusely not to allow me go, but my father was a dictator, so I had no choice but to leave home at such a