Jack's mind was running at the fastest speed it could manage after just ten minutes of him getting out of bed, in order to solve this mystery. Even though he was still feeling a bit groggy, he followed the captivating aroma wafting through the house. His mother was definitely a good cook, but her declining health, along with her injury just weeks ago, meant she was no longer capable of preparing such elaborate meals whose aroma was teasing his senses. Thanks to the delicious smell, his mind drifted back to cherished memories of his childhood. He remembered waking up to the smell of freshly made waffles and pancakes, lovingly prepared by his mother. The memory filled him with warmth and nostalgia, reminding him of simpler times when his biggest worry was finishing his homework before school. He recalled sitting at the kitchen table, eagerly awaiting his breakfast, while his mother bustled about the kitchen, humming a tune to herself. It was as if the golden- brown waffles and fluf

After a pleasant breakfast, Anna had left for school and Helen had retired to her own room. All of Dottie's attention was occupied by Amy, and judging by the loud giggles coming from the living room, the game seemed to be quite entertaining. Jack found himself alone in the quiet of the house and as he sat at the kitchen table, sipping his coffee, his mind drifted to the tasks that lay ahead.One pressing matter demanded his attention—he needed to confront the lawyer. Now that Robert Wendell was dead, he had to keep his promise to Andres Mortimer. With a sigh, he rose up from the table and left for his room to get ready. Half an hour later, he stepped outside and sat in the driver's seat of his car.This is when his gaze fell on the envelope lying on the dashboard… it contained the divorce papers he had asked to be drawn up. He had absent- mindedly left them there, when they had been sent to him a few days ago. As he pulled out of the driveway and onto the main highway, Jack's mind

Jack entered the underground cell once again, where Andres seemed to have fallen asleep, bound to the chair like a prisoner of his own exhaustion. The sound of footsteps woke him from his nap, and he looked around impatiently to try and see who had come this time, like a fish thrashing about after being taken out of water."My, my, I'm getting such warm receptions this morning. It must be my lucky day!" Jack remarked sarcastically as he approached Andres while saying this, and came to a stop after standing in front of him. The tired lines on Mortimer's face deepened as he sighed heavily and asked with some fear and hesitation;"What… what more do you want? I have already told you all I know, I swear!"Jack's lips curled into a sly smile as he raised one eyebrow;"Oh, I just came here to give you some news. But I can leave if you want?"On hearing these words, Mortimer's eyes widened with anticipation, a flash of excitement bringing some color to his pale face. "What? What is it? I

Ch-47As Jack stood on the balcony of his room, the gentle night breeze tousled his hair, carrying away the wisps of smoke from his cigarette. He took a long drag from his cigarette, the burning tip glowing brightly in the darkness as he exhaled a cloud of smoke.The moon cast a soft glow on his chiseled features, highlighting the lines of determination etched into his face. He had just come back from his daughter's bedroom, after putting them to sleep. They had insisted that he had to read at least six stories to them, to make up for missing so many days.Although both of them had fallen asleep during the second story itself, he had stayed behind for a while longer before returning to his room. His hair was still damp from the shower as strands of dark hair clung to his forehead. With a dark blue satin robe tied around his waist, the fabric clung to his toned physique. The robe hung loosely around him, revealing glimpses of his sculpted pecs and defined abs beneath.With one hand r

The morning sunlight greeted the family as they stepped out of a local cafe, their bellies full of delicacies like Cuban omelets, fresh fruit plates, croissant sandwiches. Their spirits were also running high, for their plan of visiting the South Beach in Miami. Anna and Dottie were practically bouncing with excitement, their laughter echoing down the bustling streets of Miami. Amy led the way, a tote bag slung over her shoulder filled with towels, umbrellas, and beach toys.As they approached the sandy shores of South Beach, the girls' eyes widened with wonder. They had never seen anything like it before – the vast expanse of sparkling ocean stretched out before them, its waves crashing against the shore in a mesmerizing rhythm.Anna's excitement was evident in her mannerisms as she bounced up and down on her tiptoes, her hands clutching Jack's tightly. Her cheeks flushed with anticipation, and her eyes sparkled with pure joy as she took in the sights and sounds of the beach for th