Simione went back to her car almost fuming about Tabitha's overindulgence in her life and Hawk's. She wanted to leave immediately then for she was tempted all ready to go back and pull Tabitha's hair off until she's gone bald. She should be thankful she's injured, if not, Simione will never be considerate. Who does she think she is? She's not even Hawk's mistress, or was she one?
Thinking about it only made her more agitated. Too pissed, she instructed the driver to make haste and in just a few minutes her car is back on the road but this time it was heading for the airport. Perhaps it was really just best to leave, Afterall who wants to stay on an island with all these people?
'Tabitha's really way over her bounds,' she thought as she murdered the girl in her mind over and over. She was about to kill the hundredth time in her head when suddenly her phone rang.
It was Lady Beatrice, Hawk's aunt.
