*****Jace''s POV*****


    I met Fagel already at the airport and we both boarded the ne.


    Being in father''s private ne, I felt more rxed as we settled into the seats.


    The flight from Fangoria to Avenir City stretched out for a long 18 hours, showcasing the vast distance between the two destinations.


    However, as I blinked, we magically arrived in the enchanting Avenir City. Thankfully.


    Stepping off the ne, Fagel and I felt the cool breeze of the city''s airport. As we walked into the terminal, the beauty of the ce overwhelmed us the sleek architecture, the vibrant colors, and the bustling atmosphere. Above the entrance, the name "Avenir" was elegantly engraved, weing us to their city.


    As Fagel and I made our way towards the area where the hotel staff awaited us, a suddenmotion caught our attention. Someone dashed past me, slipping a crumpled piece of paper into my hand before disappearing into the crowd.


    Curiously, I unfolded the paper to find a hurriedly written message: "You''re here for the Wren family? Please call me... I know the exact one you''re here for."


    Apanying the message was a phone number.


    Intrigued and slightly bewildered, I nced around, trying to catch a glimpse of the mysterious messenger, but they were already gone.


    "What''s wrong?" Fagel asked and I turned to him.


    "Let''s get to the hotel first." I replied and he nodded.


    Along with the hotel staff, there were also bodyguards avable.


    Erika really went to extra measures for my safety.


    The car door was pulled open for use and before I climbed in, I turned onest time to scan the airport for any suspicious looking person who might have squeezed the paper into my hand.


    Without a word, I climbed into the car and we left the airport.


    All through the ride, my mind kept drifting to the paper in my hand and just how the person knew I wasing for the Wren family.


    We arrived at the hotel quickly and we got down once the valet pulled the door open for us.


    The hotel manager weed us quite well, thanks to the influence of the Ironw Pack that was known all over.


    Fagel and I were given separate rooms and once I got in, I slumped on the bed.


    I shut my eyes, trying to ward off the exhaustion I felt.


    18 hours in the air was like a sucide mission.


    After staying silent for a while, my thoughts drifted to the paper again and I fished it out to go through it again.


    My gaze lingered on the contact number attached to the message.


    This person had anticipated my arrival and I didn''t know if I should feel scared or


    not.


    A knock pulled me out of my thoughts and I turned to nce at the door.


    I walked forward to open it and saw Fagel standing there and staring at me as if I had grown an extra head.


    "Are youing in or not?" I asked and he hurriedly walked in. I shut the door, then made my way to the bed again.


    "You look worked up," he said, noticing the confused look in my eyes.


    "Yes, I am indeed worked up. Look at this." I said and handed him the paper. He snatched it before going ahead to read through.


    Fagel raised his head afterwards to look at me.


    "Who wrote this?"


    I shrugged, "I don''t know, someone squeezed it into my hands at the airport." I said in response.


    Fagel blinked.


    "Is this believable? I mean, what if it''s all a set up?" He asked again, and I still shrugged.


    As much as I hate danger, I still loved taking risks to discover things.


    "We''ll call that person and know what he or she has for us." I said and Fagel raised a brow.


    "Are you sure this isn''t a trap? We just arrived and someone already knows our motive for being here, it''s a bit suspicious."


    I rolled eyes and said, "I live life by taking the risks, it doesn''t matter We''ll call that person now and ask for what we came for. We can''t afford to dy things anymore." I said and Fagel gave a nod


    He fished out his phone to dial the number on the paper and in no time, someone answered the phone.


    "Put it on a loud speaker." I whispered and Fagel did as instructed.


    "I''m d you called me," there was a masculine voice from the other end and I looked up at Fagel.


    "Who are you and what do you want?" I asked the person.


    "Please don''t get me wrong or don''t think I''m an aplice of the people you came after, I just want your help. Can we meet up at a cafe just four blocks away from the hotel where you both reside?"


    "You even know the hotel we reside in?!" Fagel yelled out and I stifled augh.


    "Calm down," I said to him, making a calming gesture with my hand. "We''ll meet you there tomorrow morning." I then said to the person on the phone.


    Afterwards, Fagel ended the call.


    "Your Highness, tell me you''re joking."


    Iughed and shook my head, "I wasn''t joking, we''ll meet up with this person tomorrow."


    "I have a bad feeling about this." Fagel quipped and I rolled my eyes.


    "You won''t be a man if you''re not ready for anything, now man up and head back to your room. We have a lot to cover tomorrow, we need to leave for Fangoria in a week''s time." I ordered and he sighed.


    "Fine, have a good night''s rest Your Highness" With that, he walked out of the


    room.


    Once Fagel left the room, I rxed on the bed, not bothering to change up. With tomorrow''s meeting etched in my mind, I closed my eyes and prepared to sleep.


    I would call Erika and the others when I wake up.


    For now, I needed every rest possible, no one knew what would happen tomorrow


    by the way.


    I had to be prepared for whateveres our way.


    Finally, I drifted off to sleep.