Page 300 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 1

He pointed to a small bag on the couch. “I brought you your things so you can shower.”

“I thought I was going to clean up once we were on the plane.”

“There was a delay with the jet being finished, so we’re flying commercial. Didn’t Greg tell you?”

Anna shook her head.

Seth laughed. “Well, maybe he did and you just weren’t listening.”

She shrugged and walked into the tiny bathroom in the corner of her dressing room. Kaitlyn had bought her a pale blue travel skirt suit, which was a little tight, but manageable. She was gaining weight; Kaitlyn couldn’t have bought this in the wrong size too. Even her bras were tight.

Another thing Alex would be angry about when he saw her.

She walked out of the bathroom twenty minutes later and stood in the middle of her dressing room twisting her fingers, unsure of what to do next.

Seth was lounging on the couch, playing on his phone, and glanced up at her with a concerned look on his face. “You okay?”

She nodded, not trusting that her voice wouldn’t betray her fear. If she behaved herself, Seth would tell Alex she’d been good, and it might diffuse his anger.

They made their way through the back of the theater and out to where the limo waited for them. “Two whole weeks?” she asked as they climbed inside.

Seth nodded. “Two whole weeks. Stop worrying. I told you, you’re going to enjoy yourself more than you think you will.”

“Is Alex going to put me in the Manor?”

Seth laughed. “Why would he do that?”

Anna shrugged and turned to look out the window.

“We’ll be at the airport in about twenty minutes,” Greg said. He’d been waiting in the limo.

Anna’s eyes drooped as the limo pulled out of the alleyway, and by the time they pulled up to the terminal, she was almost asleep. The airport was busy, even though it was nearly eleven o’clock. They walked up to the first-class counter, and Greg handed the lady a handful of documents.

“Lufthansa flies straight through to Frankfurt, so you’ll be able to get a good night’s sleep on the flight,” Seth said. “We’ll be there Monday night.”

“Monday?”

Seth smiled. “It’s an eleven-hour flight and there’s a nine-hour time difference. But we’ll gain the day back when we come home.”

“You’re bringing me home, too?”

Seth glanced at Greg, who shrugged. “Yeah.” He spoke to Greg in German. Greg shook his head and responded in German.

The lady behind the counter handed the documents back to Greg and smiled broadly at him. “Have a wonderful trip.”

Greg handed Anna a small blue book with a gold eagle embossed on the front.

She frowned at Greg. “What’s this?”

“Your passport. You’ll need it when we go through security.”

“I don’t have a passport.” Anna opened the book and sure enough, there was her picture, along with her personal information.

“You do now.” Seth grinned. “Alex took care of it.”

Greg spoke quietly with a man in a security uniform, who then accompanied the three travelers to the security line. The man led them right to the front of the first-class security line she’d gone through with Devin. The officer murmured something about diplomatic service to the TSA agent standing there.

“Anna, take off your shoes and jacket and put them in the bin along with your carry-on,” Seth said as he did the same thing. When he took his suit jacket off, Anna’s eyes widened at the sight of a shoulder holster over his dress shirt, complete with a gun.

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