Chapter 7 Lone Wolf

AMBER

   When I get off the plane, I am pleasantly surprised to see a man holding a sign with my name. Dad really did think of everything.

   "Hi, Umm, I'm Amber," I say self consciously while adjusting my backpack.

  He meets my eyes and nods but doesn't utter a word while producing an oversized jacket from his own backpack. He hands it to me and grunts like an animal. I throw it over my arm, but alarm bells are going crazy in my head. This guy is weird.

  "Umm, thanks...Where am I," I ask cautiously, and he tilts his head as if he doesn't understand English.

   We both stay frozen for a moment before he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper with my name on it. He hands it to me, and I awkwardly shift the jacket to read it.

Dear Amber,

   Hey Baby girl. I hop