BROOKE
We have been traveling for hours but came to a deserted airport.
I look at her, but she smiles “I contacted a cousin of mine, he has a pack abroad. We can stay with him. We will be boarding a private jet that he has” she says.
Just then, a small size jet comes in and land.
The door opens with steps attached to it. A man walks down them and looks around like he is waiting for someone.
Daisy steps out of the car, I follow. We grab our bags and head towards the plane, the man that is standing at the bottom, turns and starts to smile at Daisy “Ah my cousin, you made it and this must be Brooke, Daisy has told us about” he says in a weird accent.
I look between them as they hug each other. He offers me his hand to me to shake, which I do.
“Come, let’s go. When we arrive, the sun wi
