Mundo ficciónIniciar sesiónAUSTIN’S P.O.V
It was a rushed morning as we packed our belongings and headed for the airport. We came all this way, flying for hours only to find a clue that the answers we are looking for are in Europe.
“You look lost in your thoughts Austin. Is everything okay? What’s going on in that head of yours?” Keith asked, sitting opposite me on our private jet. “It’s just so much to deal with. The last time we sat in this jet was when we left from N





