Chapter 9: Umbrella

The drive to Laurent Royce’s building was silent. Sinclair kept his eyes on the road and his hands tight on the steering wheel. Liezel crossed her legs and stared out the passenger window, watching the dark clouds build up in the sky. She let out a silent curse, as she had forgotten to bring an umbrella.

As they reached the freeway, Liezel shifted in her seat. The silence was slowly making her uncomfortable. She inhaled soundly, taking in the pleasant smell of leather and wood in the car.