Chapter 17The air was heavy with the smell of brush and his own sweat. With all the strength left in his legs, he bolted through the forest, careful not to trip on any of the fallen branches. Blood rushed to his ears as he sped through every twist and turn in the woods. His heart ran as fast as a lynx could run.
For days, he’s been watching him from afar, as he would with any other employee. But this man wasn’t just any other employee. He was a walking enigma.
He was born and raised in Michigan, where his mother studied as a scholar. His mom was from Lagos, Nigeria and was known for being unpredictable, which is why her pregnancy came as a surprise to her family, especially since the father of the child was a taxi driver she had met on several occasions.
His father did not disappoint,
