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Keyla was pretty much done, risking a glance at the clock. *Honestly? och man* she mocked, because it was half past 6… still an hour and a half that she had to get around. But she actually just had the next brilliant idea...when she was walking through Hamburg yesterday, she passed a driving school and they were offering a crash course that only lasted 2 weeks. If she were to take part from tomorrow, she could personally pick up the boys from the airport. Keyla had never dared to get a driver's license because she was severely traumatized by an accident. At first she couldn't even ride with her, she only overcame that with the help of Schneider, who did shock therapy with her. She could have killed him for it then, but she was grateful to him. Now she was 22, slowly she had to dare to do it. She couldn't depend on Genzo or Taxis forever. So she decided to call there afterwards and then register. She just didn't know if she was going to tell Genzo about it or if she was going to confro