
“How can we contact him? Right now he must have boarded the plane and he wouldn't have been able to receive a call from us!” Trez.
“We have to find a way for Rieko to know about this. We're going to the airport right now. Maybe we can ask for help from his friend who is at the airport.”
“But we have absolutely no idea who the connection is at the airport right? How can we know?”
“You are right..” Jefferson was silent justifying the woman's speech. He thought for a moment about how they could tell Rieko about this in time. After a moment of silence, he finally came up with an idea.
“I have a plan!” Jefferson moved out of his place. The man immediately got out and approached his car with Trez trailing from behind. The woman was still wondering what plan she had actually. “What plans do you have?”
“Will I explain once we arrive at the airport!” said Jefferson who immediately drove their car at full speed towards the airport. They should get there as soon as possible. Along the way, Jefferson drove his car at full speed. Even so fast, Trez had to hold on to ensure his safety.
“Jeff, I don't want to die yet!” tukas Trez's. He glared at the man driving his car like a man of disobedience.
“Be quiet. Otherwise like this we will run out of time!” reply Jefferson who then pressed the horn repeatedly. Ask the car in front of him to get out of his presence. They even repeatedly overtook several cars in front of him.
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“What are you really planning? Why are we turning around? Don't you realize, we're running out of time!” Sheilla's getting mad at Grayson. Ever since they left the airport a few minutes ago, the man who became her husband has said absolutely nothing. He just kept quiet and continued to drive their car in the opposite direction to the airport. He drove him away from there, and now they've moved very far somewhere. Before them, Sheilla could see the hologram screen that detected James' location still on and she could also see his point constantly moving. His position is further away from the city of London, even out of the United Kingdom.
“GRAYSON!” Sheila was running out of patience.
“But what is your plan exactly? At least tell me. It should be in this situation that we work together so that we can find our child as soon as—akh!” Sheilla grimaced in pain as her head hit the dashboard of the car so tightly that she could feel her head almost bumped.
“Argghhh!” Grayson held his head. He also experienced the same thing with her. Grayson has been trying to focus on driving. But his focus was interrupted when he accidentally saw a car running recklessly from the opposite direction to their car until it almost collided with each other. Luckily his reflexes were quick. Grayson slammed the steering wheel to avoid unwanted collisions.
As a result of what happened, the two became lightly injured, and the tracking device given by Ella fell and disappeared somewhere.
Both of them raised their heads slowly while holding their painful forehead. “Sshh..”.
“You all right?” Grayson hurriedly turned his head towards the woman who was his wife with a panicked face.
“I'm fine. What the hell are you really doing? Why are you suddenly slamming the steering wheel? That was very dangerous.”
“You don't see? There was a car that almost hit our car from the front! If I hadn't done that, we might have died.”
Sheilla and Grayson were silent for a moment while adjusting their irregular breaths due to what had just happened. They are still shocked by what almost happened to them.
“You're really okay? Is your forehead hurt?” Grayson looked at Sheilla to make sure once again. The woman said she was okay. Instead, he was more worried about Grayson's condition. The man seemed to hit the steering wheel even faster than what he was going through.
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