Lauren's POV

I drove my bike speedily to the address Davis had dropped for me, the breeze patted my hair, caressing it as softly as a mother caressed her little ones.

I stopped in front of the huge building, I was on my guard as I walked into the place. One thing I knew was that, whatever work Davis was involved in was definitely some sort of dirty jobs and now I might as well be getting involved in that dirty works, I needed to be extra careful.

"Know that you are going to be doing this on your own. This Davis of a guy is definitely good for nothing,...