Four Days Left.

In total, along with the one that Amara had found by her room window, five cameras had been found and destroyed mercilessly. Dusting her hand, Amara looked down at the last and recently destroyed camera with pride. Now, she wanted to see how that fucking creep would watch her. Behind her, Jake sighed. “Would you like me to call my security team to do a thorough sweep of the perimeter?” He asked. A very nice Idea; Amara thought, but she knew something like that would alert her grandfather and she wanted to avoid doing that as much as possible. “There won’t be any need,” She said, waving him off and turning to head towards her car, but stopping the very moment she saw her grandfather walking towards her. “Amara,” He called out, dragging his eyes suspiciously from his granddaughter to the man standing behind her. He frowned, having recognized the man, but not entirely sure why he was here again. “Wasn’t he fired?” Elvis asked, stopping in front of Amara. “So what’s he doing here?” “Ah, we