The first time had been uneventful. Jordan was tailing a woman who wouldn’t accept a divorce decree from her partner, Jordan’s client, even though the husband suspected her of cheating on him and he did a DNA test on their five years old child who ended up not being his child. After confronting the woman, instead of being contrite and repentant. She called her husband a liar and accused him of having trust issues. She wouldn’t leave the house nor did she accept the court summons sent repeatedly to her both at home and work. She left home one day with the boy without saying anything to Jordan’s client parking most of the man’s belongings with her. The main reason why Mr Andrews contracted Jordan was that in as much as the papers had not been signed by her, they are still technically married and issues could stem from that later. Baleria had a divorce law whereby the court could make a decree to have a marriage dissolved without assent from both parties in as much as there was enough
He still had no idea why she had suddenly switched from being his capable assistant to his apprentice but he couldn’t find fault with her. She was efficient. Every task he gave to her, she got done. It might take her a while but she was always pulling her own. Jordan dismissed the niggling thought that there was more to this woman than paranoia. “What more do you want, man?” his subconscious whispered to him one day when he was thinking the same thing. She had just completed a new task he gave to her and uncovered a tangible clue that was vital for the police investigation in the process. Sitting on the porch of the office that evening with a glass of brandy in his hand long after they have closed for the day, Jordan thought of what she had accomplished in the past weeks. He had given her more things to work on after working together with her on cases for a while. Her first independent job earned them a glowing review from the client. Alarick PI Firm was getting well known in Baler
She was never going back!Valencia thought in exasperation as she slammed the receiver down, hard enough to jar the telephone. She wondered how he had gotten her work’s number then she shook her head at her stupid thought.Of course, he could get whatever he wanted. He was Apache after all. She tried to bury her head behind her computer to avoid giving Laura, the secretary anything to pick on.The new secretary was good at what she does truly but Valencia couldn’t help but think that the lady was too inquisitive for her good.Maybe it was because Valencia had not been one that makes friends, she thought but she could almost feel her eyes crossed when Laura had been talking to her about nail polishes and asking personal questions like boyfriends and stuff after her first week at work.She supposed the girl was okay. In the overly bubbly way that some girls seemed to have naturally. No one could call Valencia bubbly for sure. She had once been called stiff as a corpse.“Maybe that was w
“Woah there,” Jordan said easily even as he wondered what made her so jumpy. “What’s up?” he asked with a grin.“Oh sorry, I didn’t see you there” she replied with an uneasy smile.“Welcome sir” Laura chirped brightly with her signature smile in place as she stood up to greet Jordan.“Hello, Laura. Hope the books are getting balanced?” he asked with a smile.“With me here, you have got nothing to worry about sir,” she said with a huge grin. That had become her regular answer since Jordan joked that he slept easier with her around.“Awesome” he replied with an answering smile “And as you know; with you here?”“You slept easier sir” Laura completed for him.“Good, you carry on. Do not let me distract you” he replied with a wink then turned to Valencia who was half looking at them and half looking at the system. “See me in my office, rookie”“Yes, sir” Valencia answered with a smile.Jordan had taken to calling her like that since he agreed to accept her as his apprentice.As he entered h
“A different new task?” Valencia repeated like she suddenly couldn’t understand regular English. In truth, she was wondering what kind of task Jordan could have for her, especially since he just asked her about what she knew of drug lords. “This could not be good,” she thought to herself. Jordan raised his brow at her as she gaped at him without replying to his answer. He wondered why her eyes had widened like that. She did not even know the task he had for her yet. Then he answered her “Yes, Val. A different task,” he said with a teasing smile “Your reaction almost makes me think you know what it was already. Are you using a crystal ball now?” Valencia forced a smile as she shook her head “No, I just… I thought I heard wrong and just wanted to confirm” she lied, hoping Jordan wouldn’t call her bluff. He didn’t even though he gave her an askance look before saying “No, you did not” he leaned back on his chair expecting a reply. When she said nothing but only stared at him, he sai
Lance Dickson. Seated with assurance in her boss’s office the day she took up the task, Valencia had no idea that she would be taking a turn down the roads she was determined not to tread. Lance Dickson, the current ASP of the Baleria Police Department was a dirty man. Right up to his shiny, baby face, the man was up to his neck in corruption. What frustrated Valencia was that even though he looked slick and stupid, he was slippery too. She had been on his tail for over a week now and had never been able to catch him in any incriminating act. At first, Valencia had thought that Jordan was just paranoid because all the research she had done on him had validated the man clean. Maybe too clean in her opinion but a man couldn’t be faulted for having a clean record after all. His public record had shown him as a model citizen and an upright policeman who steadily climbed up the ladder through pure hard work and determination to his current position. ASP Dickson, a magazine interviewed h
The club was packed to the brim when Valencia entered. With people milling about, girls out for action and guys ready to give them. Gangsters and regular people alike twisted and turned on the dance floor so packed that she wondered how anyone was able to breathe at all. One would think that a party that belonged to a police officer would be free of people on the shady side of the law but the opposite was the case in Felix's lounge that night. The place was crawling with them. Valencia could pick out the bulge of guns in some’s pockets as they danced, and stood around smoking while some smooched with their partners. Distaste filled her mouth as she looked around furtively trying to catch a glimpse of the birthday boy but the smoke-hazed room almost made it impossible to pick people’s faces out. The atmosphere was cloying with the smoke of weed, grass and the occasional cigarettes. For a police officer? This was beyond outrageous. She wondered if he did not care about what the publi
Jordan couldn’t remember the last time he had gotten so angry, especially over something that had nothing to do with him. He was known for being calm no matter how nerve-wracking the situation was after all. It was one major reason why he became the youngest sheriff in the history of Rova county, why he was so good at being a policeman and why he was a damn good private investigator, after all. But he saw her looking so damn sexy in that ridiculous getup she had on in a club filled with a pack of bastards who would as soon ravish her as blink their eyes. A few paces away from where he spotted Dickson earlier, another capital asshole who wouldn’t mind adding any new morsel to his long line of conquest, he just lost it. “Are you out of your mind?” he asked in anger as he ignored her jibe at his momentary job. “What on earth do you think you are doing here by this time of the night in that?!” he said jabbing a finger towards her slinky clothes. Her hazel eyes fired up and she drew in