Breakdown

Acker's POV:

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.

She was staring out the window, through the tinted black glass to the landscape outside. I doubted she had been out of the city before, so this must be unfamiliar to her. Her hair was disheveled and her face seemingly impassive, but I knew it to be a mask.

I also noticed how tense she was, by the way her hands were clasped together and trembling. It was obvious she still had a lot of anxiety over what she had just been through. Deep down, I longed to pull my gun on that bastard and fill his body with bullet holes.

That thought made my fingers twitch. I had never desired to protect a girl like her before. I have had many lovers, and none of them ever meant anything to me. Alicia… she was different, and not just because she was the daughter of a senator. I could tell that unlike the experienced,