Finished Packing!

And with that, Lara had finished up with packing her equipment.

And as time went by, Sunday came not longer after. She was scheduled to leave late that night, seeing as the flight would be just about 9 or 10 hours, giving her enough time to arrive early Monday morning. Martin had it all for Lara. He had an office in New York City, a full team at the ready, a private jet to transport Lara from England to The States, & even a chauffeur to drive her to the private jet. Lara was impressed by all of this.

The doorbell rang & Lara made her way to the door, knowing it was her chauffeur. "Goodbye Winston!" She called out to her sick butler. "I'm off to New York!"

Lara opened the door & was greeted by a man dressed in a suit & tie. And on top of it, he wore a pair of aviator sunglasses & a chauffeur's hat. "Miss Croft," He said while looking at the stunning woman in front of him. She wore a burgundy colored v-neck dress that flowed elegantly to the floor & revealing her back. Her makeup was well done & her silky hair draped over her left shoulder. One would think she was on her way to an elegant dinner date at a 5-star restaurant within the heart of London.

The two of them walked to the limousine out front of Croft Manor. The chauffeur opened the door for Lara as she entered the back seat. It was all protocol, but Lara enjoyed it. The chauffeur then entered his seat as driver, & they made their way to the nearby airport of which Martin's private jet was waiting at.

"Miss Croft, there is champagne back there if you wish to have some. Compliments of Mister Cruise himself." The chauffeur said to Lara.

Lara looked & did see an open bottle of champagne sitting in a bin of ice & an empty champagne glass next to it. "Oh, why thank you!" Lara replied. Lara then leaned over to pour herself a glass of the champagne. But she stopped before she was able to pour any of it into the glass. "Why is the champagne bottle already opened? It is possible that the chauffeur opened it prior to ringing my doorbell as a way of convenience. But I just can't shake this odd feeling," Lara thought to herself. "Maybe it's best I don't drink any of this champagne & keep my guard up,"