By the time Cindy and Kristoff made it to Orlando it was past 2 am. Everyone was feeling a little more at ease, like their hearts could beat normally again despite Lutz being just as dangerous, if not more, in this city.
There was little talk after they got off the plane, but Cindy didn’t complain at being ushered from place to place, knowing that it was all for her safety. Despite growing up rich, her family never did have tight security, just the occasional guard at the house. And even that was mostly to ensure the safety of the family’s belongings whenever a robbery in their select neighbourhood came to light. Never a bodyguard.
Cindy knew where Kristoff lived but she never saw the inside of his house. She remembered how more than a few times she wished he lived in the same area as h
