Before the helicopter landed, it circled the refugee camps so that Lucia and Michael could see the size of them. They were big. But they were not as big as she had seen before. She was confident she would be able to help here without overexerting her brain cells. What she was not happy to see were the crews of reporters. The aid that was supposed to come from her family and the crown was set to arrive in a few hours.
She took in a nervous breath as they went to land at their destination: the roof of the hotel where they were going to stay. Once the helicopter was perched on the building and its propellers had just stopped, Lucia and Michael were escorted into the building by the hotel manager and their chief of security. Lucia looked behind her to see Valerie and Peterson following closely behind them.