Jordan matched outside with battered thoughts. He really was torn between which decision to make. His heart was throbbing for both offers. The idea of him exercising his both gifts stroked him with coequal thrill.Mr Jonathan’s offer presented a lot of blinding opportunities for Jordan, though. The man was moneyed. He associated with affluent people who were enlisted in Jordan’s circle of interest - the likes of Mr De’Luka and Diana. Venturing into the world of the rich would provide him an opportunity to study their ways well and plan his revenge well. He was so tempted to lean on that side.“Listen, I don’t care what you do. Whether you go against your family or against the entire world is none of my business, young man. All I want is for you and my daughter to get married! I will not allow you and your family to bring any shame to my daughter and me!”Jordan was chilling in a corner when that bitter voice stroked his ears. He couldn’t have been mistaken. He remembered that galling

In a pigsty neighborhood where even owning a banausic motorcycle was a dream for all, a hyper-masterpiece, Bugatti La Voiture Noire, made its stop on the squalid contaminated grounds of Kibra neighborhood, crashing with the environs. Its money-like sound summoned all the human beings in the neighborhood, and its sleek stylish design pulled their jaws from their interjections and left their mouths wide open and dyspneal.The doors of the breathtaking machine opened up and wide, and Jordan led the squad as they matched outside, breathing an aura completely different from what they were sampling inside the clean luxurious machine. All the same, they knew what to expect back here.Jordan stood still, his signature acold eyes crashing with the malnourished innumerable people before him. More than half of the assemblage wore lacerate and bedraggled clothes. Their bare feet seemed so cool as they bled with the streams of sewerage that they were standing on. Lucky were a few who had torn sadd

“It seems we will have a huge problem here, Liya. These people have enemies chasing after them, as far as we can see. Why are they here? Trying to hide?” The old man, Mario, spoke with concern.“No, elder Mario. These are good people.” Liya protested.“But you don’t know them that well. And that is not what we have seen.” A young man spoke, his eyes scanning the gun in Jordan’s hands.“But you all saw it was self-defense, right? Wouldn’t you have done the same thing if you were in his shoes?" Liya said.“Yes, but I would have ended up breaking my spinal tube while attempting to fly in the air in the battle to get hold of the gun as he did. But look at him. It seems like he fights for breakfast.” The man argued.“Yeah. He seems like some sort of fighter. So stable, calculative, and swift. Should we be worried?” Another man reckonedAlmost all the denumerable eyes were gawking at Jordan with heterogeneous and befuddled reactions. Nobody could tell what more the man could have done if gi

“It is alright, Jordan. I am sure it will be put to better use. I am sorry if I was a bit harsh. Please make use of it, and that is on me.” Mr. Jonathan said He felt embarrassed for arguing with Jordan over the issue. The gesture from Jordan to the people of Kibra was indeed a good one. Someone like a father would be so proud of his son's actions. Something worth earning him a heroic monument. He didn’t know why he was so blind and dumb to just agree with Jordan’s idea at once. ‘A bit harsh? You were extremely too much, old fool.’ Jordan thought inwardly. All the same, he needed the money he had gotten. He did not doubt that the extra cash would go a long way. She shoved the cash in his pockets. ‘One problem down.’ He thought as he looked back at Mr. Jonathan, who had a wide grin on his face. “Okay. You stay indoors and rest. You need a lot of rest for your wounds to heal faster. Stay as still as possible.” Jordan explained that they were walking back into Liya’s house, which was

Jordan might have thought he was just kidding when he told Liya that he ate a lot, but his hoax turned into reality when the food was brought onto the table. He ate like an elephant. Even he was flabbergasted with himself.“Are you sure you were just joking a while ago when you said you eat a lot, or was it my mistake for taking the statement lightly?” Liya asked as she poured Jordan a third round of soup and tortillas.Ana threw them a glance. She didn’t think they would hold such a deep conversation to reach that point. So, what else had he told her? His favorite food?“I also can’t tell. A lot has happened in a blink. Maybe I have transformed, and I don’t know.” Jordan responded as he munched on his food.“But you have done a lot since last night. Throwing all those blows must have really taken a toll on you.” Liya said, looking at Jordan with admiration as he continued eating without minding anyone.“And carrying me to the hospital. I am sure I am heavy, so that might have really