*Jake POV*It’s mid morning and the sun shining bright. I watch the women get into the car before moving under the nearest shade. I hope they are brave enough to drive off to safety if this becomes sour. The stout man quietly follows me and immediately starts talking.“Mr Anderson.” His stern commanding voice does not help me shorten the list of whom I think he is. He looks too calm and sure of himself for my liking. I curse inside for leaving my weapon behind. I am not used to being armed all the time, but it’s something I have to learn now that my life has taken such a drastic turn. I am quite an efficient martial artist, but that also has limits, especially in the open like this. This guy could be concealing a gun under that coat, giving him an upper hand over any skill I have. “What do you want?”“You wrongfully arrested my clients. I need you to drop the charges.”I chuckle and walk away from him, no longer worried if he has a weapon or not. A rich boy’s lawyer is the least of
*Jake POV*We finally get out of the car to have what will be our lunch. I catch a glimpse of someone and I can’t help but be amused. Len thought and even believed that leaving me to fend for myself was cutting off his attachments and maybe protecting me, but he was wrong. Now that I know a bit more about him and Tom, I am starting to wonder how much they crept in the corners when I was growing up. “I could swear I saw your creepy godfather.”I grin at how observant Tanya has become. “You go ahead, I will find you inside.”“Your usual?” My gorgeous saviour asks.I plant a kiss on her lips, my heart full. It really warms my heart how much attention she pays on my preferences. “My Babe knows me.” “Get a room!” Mia complains but we are used to her. “Get a man.” I hear Tanya respond as I walk away from them and around the corner. This man actually stands like a statue as if I can mistaken him for one. “Hi, Len.”“Jake.”I laugh at his poker face. “How are you?”“You are going to be
*Jake POV*“Here comes the vultures,” the police captain says before all the chaos breaks loose.In a split second, we are surrounded by journalists, each one shoving their mics on my face.“Mr Anderson, is it true that you assaulted Advocate Brent?”“Is it true that you arrested Mr Spencer as revenge for him sleeping and impregnating your ex-fiancée’?”That question catches me by surprise. I know that George dumped Leticia like a used toilet paper before his arrest. I also know that George’s mother chased her out of the her son”s apartment that very same day. The pregnancy is the first I am hearing of.“Do you not think it was a conflict of interest to have been the one handling the president’s case when you clearly have history with Mr Spencer?”I don’t even know which one is asking what and I don’t care. I flash them my innocent smile before following the captain to his car.“You look too relaxed about this, Mr Anderson,” the captain says, worriedly.“That’s because I have no reaso
*Jake POV*The following morning is chaotic at the police station. The paramedics are in and out of the cell, while the officers who were on duty last night are running around like headless chickens. They must have been so engrossed by those girls because the whole night none on them came to the cells to check what was going on. The bastards must have thought I would be dead by now. I wonder what they planned to write on their reports because their expressions when they found me standing instead of the rich idiots, was speechless. “Can anyone tell us their names?” the senior paramedic shouts. It’s really amusing because these guys are very well known yet the paramedics can’t tell them apart now. “George, Lance, Mathew, Rick and Mark,” one officer responds. The paramedic sighs. “Maybe my question was not clear. We’ve been given the names, we need to know which one is which for us to record in our assessments and for the hospital handover.”The officer looks closely at the five ma
*Jake POV*The reporters are on my face the moment I step out. Do these people ever sleep?It’s Mr Anderson this and that. I don’t know who is asking what and I don’t care. I walk towards Tom’s car at my usual pace with them firing questions I have no intentions of answering. I am about to open the passenger door when the reporter behind me asks a question I can not ignore. “We know that your ex fiancée turned out to be the gold digger who betrayed you with Mr Spencer. Are you not worried about the gold digger you are currently dating?”Some people have guts. I turn around and walk straight to him. He must be one of those faceless people on the social media who are always calling Tanya names. Len rolls down the window. “Jake,”he warns while the rest of the reporters suddenly shy away. I guess they can tell that I am pissed. I don’t care what they think of me, but Tanya cares and will definitely be hurt by this. The idiot is now shaking, as if I can do anything to him with so many p
*Jake POV*Two weeks later…The crooked cops who tried to hand me over to George and his friends are all fired. The captain has been under a lot of pressure with all the reports and disciplinary actions for his staff but he is slowly becoming my new ally. Even though all stretched out with limited staff, he informs me that the good guys would rather work harder than have rotten potatoes in their organisation. I can’t wait to see their response to the state of the art crime- embarking new technology I have anonymously donated to the department. Tanya says that makes me more like an ARF agent, combating crime behind the scenes, but it’s not the same. Checking the time, I have a few minutes to get downstairs, grab a quick bite before I am late for work. I find my Babe in the lounge, all sweaty and provocative. “Morning sleepy head,” my gorgeous fiancée beams, planting a kiss on my cheeks. Her rosy cheeks, sexy sports bra and shorts tell me that she’s coming back from her morning run.
*Jake POV*The missing footage of the president’s attempted assassination is already breaking news. No one is even talking about the deputy president stepping down. The whole country is shocked when the police department cannot explain how the vital piece of evidence just vanished from their secured storage. The media is already speculating that the culprits are most likely the expelled corrupt police officers. I roll my eyes when the presidential spokesperson relays the highest office’s shock at the news. I really do feel for Captain Swart who has to answer for another case of his department failure when I know the real culprits.I find Tanya, Mia and Mercy having tea at the balcony. They are not surprised to learn that Len and Tom are behind the missing footage. I don’t think they quite understand how all our lives will change when those idiots are released. “So, you quit your job?”“Not really. I am on official highly classified mission,” I clarify to my fiancée, who is looking s
*Jake POV*Three days later…I wake up the to find Mia in the lounge all sweaty and breathless and Mercy having tea in the lounge. I turn to the Mia after planting a kiss on Mercy’s cheeks. “Where’s my fiancée?”She had reluctantly agreed to run with Tanya in order to get rid of her new ‘running partners’ but I don’t see Tanya anywhere. She urns around and peeps through the balcony. “There she is, limping like a crybaby. I can’t …”“Why is she limping?” I cut her short, my heart already pounding. “She fell and..”“She what? …and you left her behind? What’s wrong with you?” I am really freaking out now and yelling at Mia, who is looking at me like I’m crazy. Tanya has never injured herself running, she can’t afford to be falling now with a precious cargo on board. “Ahem!” Mercy clears her throat. She thinks I’m overreacting but I can’t help it. Mia rolls her eyes at me. “Tanya is a softie, but a sprain never killed anyone.” She heads upstairs while I’m cursing myself. I can feel