Diamonds in the Rough
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Savannah didn’t like seeing her so worried. She wasn’t used to feeling like she had to take care of her sisters. Usually it was the other way around. Her throat tightened, and while she wanted to say something comforting, she had no idea what would help. Instead, she looked out the long window in front of her, the sun lighting up the cloudless California day. The limo exited the highway and passed a large sign announcing their arrival at Napa Valley Airport. There were barely any other cars around, and the airport was small. Only a few boxy buildings and planes were up ahead, and beyond that, the rolling hills of the vineyards in the countryside.
“Is it just me, or does this place seem deserted?” Savannah asked.
“Napa Valley is a private airport,” Courtney said. “I don’t think they have commercial flights.”
“No commercial flights?” Savannah repeated. Because if the airport didn’t have commercial flights, they only had private ones. And that would mean…
Savannah’s stomach swooped at the possibility, and she leaned closer to the window. Could her guess about their father be right?
The road widened, and her heart thumped as they approached the buildings. The limo drove past a few planes—some small, some large—and came to a stop.
Towering in front of them was the biggest private jet of them all, the gold lettering along the side spelling three distinct words:
Diamond Resorts Worldwide.
Adrian Diamond was their father.
Copyright © 2014 by Michelle Madow
ISBN-13: 9781460330531
Diamonds in the Rough
Copyright © 2014 by Michelle Madow
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