Jackson’s POV
I thought finally, a break I needed, when a kid in town approached me about the queen. He told me he had a message from the queen, and to meet her in New York City, on the north side of Central Park by the Arch. Good, I can finally get this job done, and head home. I have been gone for a few months, and ready to take a vacation.
I loaded up my SUV and drove to Portland to drop off the rental and fly to New York. When I arrived there, I searched for my target, and I found her plane and several vehicles pulling away. Quickly, I got a cab and had the driver follow the entourage to a hotel right next to Central Park. I tried to get a room there, but the hotel was fully booked, so I had to find a room a block away.
While I headed to the hotel, I sensed I was being followed agai
