Silver's POV
The car stopped underneath a streetlight, finally revealing the face of the figure that sat beside me in the dark car.
“I'm sorry for disrupting your evening,” He said with a husky voice and an accent that distinguished his speech. He reeked of chemicals that made it difficult for me to get a scent off him.
“Business like ours need to be discreet and swift,”
“Ours?” I reacted with a soft chuckle.
“Pardon me sir but I don't even know you. So I have no idea of the business you are referring to,”
“You are… lying,” he muttered with a goofy tone.
“I can feel your heart pounding against my seat. The leather makes it vibrate in all directions. So Miss Salvatore, care to rephrase,”
I gathered the courage to look him in the eyes, his old wrinkly appearance instantly sen
