The Twenty five years pretense

Sam stood looking at the figure, the grin on Jonathan’s face showed that he was expecting the surprise and shock that Sam was currently displaying.

“Uncle Jonathan?” Sam called, walking slowly towards him, taking each step cautiously.

There was no other person in the room, just Jonathan; standing in the middle of the white bright bulb that was over him. He was wearing a black suit, just like one of those ones that Derek had on regularly.

Sam was surprised not only because he was seeing Jonathan in this room, he was also stunned at his appearance. Jonathan had all of his hair scraped off his head, he was looking like a mafia boss in those action movies.

Jonathan remained silent as Sam got closer to him, he decided to show himself as the intermediary so Sam would be able to cooperate easily, since Sam would eventually find out that he was behind this conspiracy sooner or later, it was better for him to show himself now, so Sam would know how serious they were from the on set.

“Are