Compared to the hustle and bustle of Miami International Airport, Opa-locka is more suitable for parking private jets.
I sent the location to Duke and walked towards the car.
Helen stood by the car in terror, encountering something so frightening for the first time.
Her tears rolled down her cheeks when she saw me, "Kenny!" Helen hugged me.
"I'm fine, are you hurt?"
"No!" Helen buried her head in my chest.
"I'll take care of it."
"Don't leave!"
"I need to resolve this thoroughly."
"No, I know it's dangerous."
"Trust me, I won't let this happen again."
"I'll wait for you to come back."
I handed Helen over to Mia, "Take good care of her."
"I will!"
With the two girls, I drove to Opa-locka Airport.
After waiting for an hour, Duke arrived, dressed in a suit, looking like a successful man.
The pilot came over with a flight attendant.
