Sparks Fly
Soon enough a car came through the other gates of the airport hangar.
It was a chauffeur driven Maybach
“That's him,” Jessi confirmed, getting out of the car.
Just then Reyes' private jet—a bombardier global, taxied out of a hangar, and onto the tarmac.
Sofia watched these things happen with a slight sadness in her heart.
“I guess this is it,” she said, turning to Jessi, who was distracted, looking at the side mirror.
“Huh?” She asked, sitting up.
Sofia glanced backward.
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