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Franziska von Karma

The woman looked at Fran shyly, "I'm-"

Fran cut her off, "I think I know who you are,"

"I... I overheard a bit of your call; I'm sorry for making you wait so long."

"It's fine," Fran replied in a monotone voice, "We, uh, better get going then. Alexis probably wants to talk more about this with you."

She started to walk briskly out the doors of the airport, past the closed rooms of the mechanical works. Conny followed close behind her.

"He hasn't told me much about this. Only to meet you here so any questions you have, don't ask me; I don't know."

Conny closed her mouth that had been open to do the exact thing, "Uhm, may I ask where we're going, Miss?"

"...No."

They came to the end hall and stepped outside where a car was waiting for them. The driver had been leaning against the side of the car; he jumped to attention as soon as he spotted them.