The magnificent sight of the early sunrise over the horizons shot through the glass windows, it pulled shadows backwards and dipped the tiled floor in a golden glow. Karl swept a tumbling hair back off his brow and exhaled sharply.

“Home, at long last.” he said, his arms spreading wide.

Ellie laughed low in her throat, still pulling the luggage behind her as they paced towards the exit door. After a long while, once again her feet greets the American soil. She wouldn't dare to forget his face, his death-cold gaze, his blood would be the ransom for ending the lives of her parents in that car crash.

Although he didn't match the description of the masked man who shot Edwin, perhaps the masked man could have the answers she needed. Her beauty caught the attention of other passengers in the airport, and the slow movement of her waist sealed their lips.

“Do you have a plan in mind yet?” the words jolted curiously from her throat.

“Not yet, one step at a time.” he said.

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