Agent Zander and Aisha packed themselves first thing in the morning. Tihana was pretty much packed from the day of her arrival, so we just ate breakfast, and then went to the cars.
I learned that the reporters were basically parked in the hotel's vicinity for the whole time, but the CIA made them go away, so we didn't have anybody taking pictures of us in our faces.
We got in the cars and drove straight to the airport, then after a moment of annoying bureaucracy, which Zander took on himself, we got to the plane.
- Holy shit! - Tihana kept saying.
She looked at the interior of the jet in full amazement, with both mouth and eyes wide open.
- I can't believe I'm flying a freaking private jet - she continued.
Aisha pulled her to the couch on the side and sat down.
- Ok, calm down a bit. It's just a plane. Trust me, you will be seeing way more crazy things from now on.
