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The next day, Kimberly had already put the few things she needed to bring into her small suitcase. She had to gather at the office soon because the tourism van that would take them would be standing by in the office lobby.

"Are you leaving?" The question made Kimberly turn to the source of the voice. It was Ertan standing in the doorway.

"You came?" Instead of answering, the woman asked back.

"Yes, I would like to take you for a motorcycle ride," Ertan said. "But I think you'll be gone for a long time." Ertan looked at the suitcase that the woman had just closed.

"Oh this. I have a free vacation from work. Bonus for achieving my target," Kimberly explained, taking her coat and putting it on.

"How long?" asked Ertan, who was now sitting on the side of the bed.

"Two days; the day after tomorrow, I'll be back at work," Kimberly replied, grabbing her boots and taking a seat in the chair. The woman started to put on her shoes.

"So now I ca