The woman was walking along the city streets, looking back a bit. She didn't stand out from the crowd, but it felt as if the whole world was watching her. She became quite recognizable, mainly in the criminal world, which did not make her life easier, especially moments that were once completely private to her.
She quickly climbed the stairs and after a while she was packing into a medium-sized suitcase as quickly as possible. She would have liked to leave everything here in Ireland, but with virtually no money with her, that was not an option. After packing her luggage, she took some bills from her hiding place under the sheets. She thought enough for a ticket to London, and with this in mind she left her apartment in the center of the country.
Her first stop was a hairdressing salon two blocks away. With her hood over her head, she stepped inside. She didn't want to change her hairstyle, but it was the only option. There was almost nothing left of the waist-length auburn hair. Finally, she went to the bathroom with the intention of applying a lot of makeup. After doing this, she paid for the service and, putting the hood over her head again, left the building.
It took two hours for the taxi driver to arrive at the airport because the taxi driver was in no hurry. She got out of the taxi and went to the check-in. Everything went as planned, and no one recognized her or asked any unnecessary questions. After identifying herself with a false passport, she also informed her friend about her trip to Great Britain. Without waiting for a reply from him, she took out the card and destroyed it by throwing it into one of the nearby public garbage cans. She got on the plane and left trying to forget what she had learned before the flight.
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A short, but I promise the next chapters will be longer. See you ;)
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