Breakdown

Acker's POV:

The air was filled with a scent of lemon, a strange choice for a car scent but I wasn't going to complain as long as it didn't disturb me.

Acker's POV:

The air was filled with a scent of lemon, a strange choice for a car scent but I wasn't going to complain as long as it didn't disturb me.

But my focus wasn’t on the car or how comfortable the leather seats were. My focus was on her - Alicia Stevens. The girl I had taken to bed that night after I had returned to the US to check on my investments.

If I had known she was that special I would never have removed my eyes from her even for a second.

I listened to the sounds of her presence beside me.

She was quiet. Too quiet, for my liking.

I removed my eyes from the phone where I was exchanging messages with Mikael, who was in the car behind mine, and Javier, my right hand man. Both separate conversations but with similar topics at hand.

Alicia was staring out the window, through the tinted black glass to the landscape outside.