OLD WOUNDS
I leave Lena with tears on my cheeks in confusion as a coat covers my naked body. The Russian man drives me to the airport with a luxury Mercedez Benz. I felt strange… how Lena knows all of these men and what kind of business they’re run. Why they running from this place like cops wants to catch them all. I could see that when I’m looking at Lena’s eyes, she’s terrified… and why she doesn’t back to New York with me… why she leaves me alone with strangers.
The Russian man and I arrive at the airport and we get into the private jet in rush. He doesn’t even park his car in the public parking lot area, they had their own parking lot behind the airport and I thought that were the executive place because I saw a lot of luxury cars in that place like a private parking lot and the boss mafia place to hiding their cars. “Wow it’s so cool and strange…” I say deep inside as I’m looking around the private jet interior.