“What should we do?” The goons murmured amongst themselves while their eyes remained glued to Jordan.Their boss was still wriggling in pain on the floor with his broken leg and the lower part of his face drenched in blood.“We can’t make a mistake or the boss will be killed right before us.” One of them said.“Then what?” Another asked apprehensively. “We have to do something. This man can not get away from us. He killed three of our men and now he nearly killed our boss. We have to finish him off!” Another one said.“But if we shoot, he will definitely shoot our boss!” Another one argued.“Sometimes, we have to sacrifice some people in battles to safe our own asses.” Another one stated, summoning everyone’s attention.“Are you trying to suggest we sacrifice our own boss? Are you insane?” One man asked on behalf of everyone. That was the same question lingering in everyone’s head.“We don’t have a choice! We are not even cognizant of what is going through that guy’s head right now, d
In a moment, a girl ran into Jordan’s arms, encompassing him into a hug that left Jordan’s companions jaw-dropped. They remembered him saying that he had just divorced, and then there was a bimbo clinging to him like a long-lost lover. They wondered who she was, especially Liya. She could not help the tinge of jealousy that molded within her.Ana, on the other hand, had not rested the entire night anticipating seeing her savior again. She was over the moon after finding him again, but the reason behind their re-encounter was weighing heavily on her every sense.Her father, after paying off the damages that Jordan had inflicted on Edwin at the hotel, had taken the inaugural mandate to teach Jordan a lesson. Having noticed the profound fondness that his adopted daughter had developed for Jordan, he had decided to use her to lure Jordan into his vicious trap. And Ana, compelled by the delight of seeing Jordan again and the fear of going against her parents, had to agree.Jordan pulled th
Five brachiate men stood before them. Jordan didn’t recognize them at all. He thought that Martin’s group was the only terrorist group in the area. So who were the new terrorists?“Who the heck are these people?” He wondered out loud as he shielded the other three people behind him.He was both ravenous and dog-tired. Another attack was something he did not anticipate. He felt cornered. He didn’t know what the men wanted or where they came from.Ana was quivering with veneration and wrath behind Jordan. She was so well acquainted with the cold men before them. They were part of the security army of his foster parents, and she did not need a magician to tell her why they were there. But, that was far from the plan as far as she knew. Her father only told her to locate Jordan and inform him. She had even escaped her guards to go to Jordan alone to avoid any mishaps. She thought she had been careful enough to even have left her car behind, but the notorous De’Luka had outsmarted her and
An open gun wound was traceable on her belly. She was bleeding a lot.Jordan placed his two fingers on her nose. His heart degaged a little when he felt the slight ticklish sensation of her labored breathing. He took her left hand and felt the pulse. It was there, but a faint one too, but it was enough to relax everyone.“She is breathing.” He announced, and even the policemen signed in relief.“They are all dead.” A policeman reported after checking all the five bodies of the gunmen.“We were still in the area when we heard the gunshot and decided to check where it came from. Are you all okay?” The officer who had given Jordan the right to kill Martin if he ever escaped asked.The officer was assessing Jordan and wondering who he really was. It seemed like doom was on his trail. He had just fought a gang, and another one attacked them right after. Too much of a coincidence.“We are all okay. Thank you, officer.” Jordan replied. “But she needs immediate help.” He added as he looked at
Jordan’s eyes kept scrutinizing Ana as she was fighting for her life under the support of the oxygen machine. Her innocent face as she lay on the bed caught Jordan’s sterling attention. He admired her spirit amidst all that she was going through in her parent’s hands.“How is she?” Liya asked as she walked in.“The doctor said she will take two or three hours to wake up.” Jordan responded with his eyes still fixed on Ana.“She will be fine.” Liya assured, rubbing Jordan’s shoulder friendly.Aside from Jordan’s perturbation for Ana’s condition, there seemed to be something else running through his mind that Liya could not tell what it was. He seemed deep in thought.“I hope so.” He answered.Liya joined Jordan in staring at Ana. The girl was still a closed book to Liya and Mr Jonathan. She had betrayed Jordan and yet he was helping her. Was he that fond of her? Why?“What do you intend to do with her when she wakes up?” Liya asked. She did not want to be so direct with her questions.“
Just when Jordan was about to roar at Mr De’Luka, the police officer who had helped them arrived. He walked over to Mr De’Luka who had his boduguards standing a safe distance behind him, and greeted him with honor and courtesy.“Greetings, Mr De’Luka! I am the one who called you. We found your details on your daughter’s documents. She has just been operated on.” The policeman explained.The ice-coated man nodded his head slightly, taking off his eyes from Jordan for a second. “Thank you, officer. And, about those bastards who almost killed my daughter? Did you catch them?” Mr De’Luka asked, throwing a glance and Jordan again.He wondered whether Jordan had thrown him under the bus. He was not so apprehensive though, because he had ways of covering his crimes, but he wished the man had remained mute. He did not want to be embroiled in such a scandal that would taint his icon as the bona fide business guru that he had painted himself as in the country.Jordan felt suffocated by the ma
Mr De’Luka started shivering with wrath. He was anything but a loser and a nobody like the man before him had no right to insult him.Right there and then, he wanted to pull a gun and rip the man’s skull with bullets. Or maybe ask his bodyguards to break all the bones in Jordan’s body.“What is going through your head now, Mr De’Luka? You want to kill me right here in the open? I want to believe that you are a bit wiser than that.” Jordan walked closer, closing any gap that separated them.They were now bleeding their wrath on each other’s faces. Mr De’Luka felt the footsteps of his bodyguards coming to his rescue, but he raised a hand to stop them to which they obeyed. Jordan had a point. He could not afford to do anything to the daring, galling man in the open. That would be too much of a gamble.“I will get you soon, Mr nobody. And when I do, you will wish you never crossed my path.” Mr De&rsq
“I want you to stay the fuck off Ana!” Jordan said in a faint but a hilarious echo that drew the both of them into obfuscation.“Excuse me?” Mr De’Luka spoke with disbelief after recovering from the shock.Actually, he had not recovered from it. Just like his wife, he was thinking that he perhaps did not hear Jordan right the first time. The foolish man had no grounds whatsoever to even hint they stayed from their adopted daughter, not to talk of acting all serious like he meant it.“Speak up, young man! What did you just say?” Mrs De’Luka added.“You heard me loud and clear. I want both of your faces as far from Ana as possible until she asks to see you. Not even your useless bodyguards should stick their noses around unless you want to sacrifice them.” Jordan emphasized.“You can not just do any of that young man. Ana is our daughter. It is you who needs to get your pathetic self from this place and disappear into thin air if you can. You are digging your own grave with your hauteur