Alexa's P . O . V
It's now been Four days of being away from work, away from Jay and the rest of the whole wide world doing my own business of discreetly stalking the so called Kevan Gomez from Afar.
I traced his home from the information I had snatched from the President's laptop, down to a narrow dirt road on the outskirt of town where his little cottage, away from a few others stood at the far end of the Street. Just the perfect positioning I need.
After days of discreet monitoring, I discovered he owned a little coffee shop not too far away from his neighborhood. He operates the shop fully from nine to five whenever he's given a week's break after his endless shift at the office. Choosing today as the perfect day to strike, seeing as the more I delayed, the more he could get a hint
