Novel & Cerita 4.5 Hours

But what if they’re a really, really big fucking asshole? Katie stirred and sighed. Adam watched as her dark eyes fluttered open. She saw him and she smiled. “Hey,” she said. “Hey. You sleep OK?” “I think so. How long have I been out?” She rubbed her eyes. “Almost four hours.” “Wow.” “You needed it. You’ve been through the wringer the past forty-eight hours.” She looked outside. “We must be close to the state line now.” “Yeah. Less than fifteen minutes.”

Vincent adds looking a little happy as he pulls equipment from his bag “And why is that a good thing” Drake asks “Because it means we can find them, it will just take a a while” “How longs is a while?” I ask taking a sip of coffee “Probably tomorrow morning” “3 hours” I snap at Caron, she frowns shaking her head “It’s not possible to do it in 3 hours” I shake my head “No! I mean it takes 3 hours to get there by plane. Will that narrow the search?”

“We need to exchange positions.” “You come here,” I said. “I go there.” “Yes,” he said. I looked at Damien. He was already looking at me. At the calculation on my face. At the forty-eight hours and three territories northwest and the fifth bloodline in the headquarters and the formal contest. “How long to reach the headquarters from here,” I said to him. “Five hours by vehicle,” he said. “Two and a half if we take the northern route and push speed.” Two and a half hours.

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he murmured, pulling out of the driveway. There was a comfortable silence between them for a while — the kind that carried an unspoken warmth. Cynthia glanced sideways at him as the city rolled by: the way his hands rested steady on the wheel, his jaw set in quiet focus. There was something grounding about him, something she hadn’t noticed before. After a few minutes, she spoke again. “So… can I at least know how long the flight is?” “About seven hours,” he said simply. Her eyes widened. “Seven? That’s not within Africa, is it?”

Daniel looked toward her. For a moment he considered explaining. Instead he asked a different question. "How long does the interview take?" His assistant immediately checked her tablet. "Approximately two hours, sir." Daniel groaned. "And how long would it take for us to head to the hotel afterward?" "Roughly one hour." Three hours. At minimum. Daniel leaned back heavily. His assistant hesitated. Then added carefully, "Add an extra one hour if this traffic keeps up then." Daniel snapped his head in her direction.

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“I want a truce. Just for the remainder of this trip. Until we get back to Crown Point.” Her eyes narrow. “A truce,” she repeats. Skeptical little thing. “Just believe that I’m actually being nice.” I scoff. “It’s not completely foreign to me.” “It is to me,” she says under her breath. Still, she seems intrigued. The clock is ticking. It’s almost three-thirty, and my alarm is set for nine. The bus leaves at noon, and we’ll be back by mid-afternoon. It’s not a lot of time. It’s doable.

Since it'll take about 3 hours 17 minutes to get here. ********

Aya ko sa kaniya. Ngumisi siya at saka umiling. Kumunot ang noo ko. "Hindi na. Ituloy mo na iyang tulog mo. May 2 hours ka pa." Tinignan ko ang oras at nakitang 5:47 AM pa lang. Anong klaseng drive ba ang ginawa nito at napakabilis? "Lah, Aidan para kang tanga." Tumawa ako. "Pabawi man lang, eh?" I pouted.