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The Comeback of Alarick Author's Note
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The Comeback of Alarick Prologue - Things to do
Sept. 1998 Young and belligerent seventeen years old Jordan stood with his arms crossed around his body as he face off with his father at the Baleria International Airport. “I just said that I do not want to go. I will not go. You can’t make me” he repeated as he had been doing in the past five days since his father had informed him that he was leaving the country for his maternal uncle’s place in Rova. Stupid Rova that he heard they don’t speak English. How was he supposed to survive there? How would he cope? How would he make friends? Was he supposed to leave his friends here to go make friends with sheep on his uncle’s ranch? Who still does ranching as a full-time occupation again anyway? Stupid ranch! Stupid cows! Stupid Unc… No, he couldn’t really call his uncle stupid, even though he did not know the man well enough he had been nice enough to him the last time he and his family came to Baleria. When his Maman died. Jordan had been nine years old then and Maman was sick for a
The Comeback of Alarick Chp 1 - Too Cool To Allow
February 2010 Jordan Alarick brought out his head sharply from his wardrobe where he had been arranging the clothes he intended to take with him. He had not started packing yet but he wanted to get everything ready and in its place so he could do his packing in one fell swoop. It had become a force of habit, one couldn’t expect anything less from a man who had made his way steadily up to the highest rank in the county police department at such a young age. He knew that it was also a force of habit that made him jerk when he heard the shuffling sound in the hallway. He rubbed the part of his head that he had rammed against the upper part of his wardrobe as he straightened sharply. Jordan smiled as he heard hushed whispers from the hallway and he knew who could be the source of that. Well, sources, if one wanted to be particular. He placed his hand against his waist as he called out “I know you are there” Total silence. He changed his tone to a menacing one as he said “If you don’t
The Comeback of Alarick Chp 2 - Suspected Foul Play?
Jordan looked at his two solemn-looking cousins and he realised that they were serious. He closed his wardrobe and came to sit down on his bed. They both swerved to face him. “I am sorry, kids. I wish I could but I can’t. I..” “Why? Is it because you have serious business to attend to? We won’t disturb you at all” Henley said then he continued before Jordan could reply “Remember how I used to follow you to the Sheriff’s office here? Even deputy Shedrack allowed me to use the radio in the new car the other day. I could be your deputy back in your country” “What do you mean by you could? I thought we were asking for the two of us, you dunce” his sister hissed at him. Henley stuck his tongue out at her before facing Jordan “C’mon Jordan, let’s go with you” “Even if you do not want to take this dumb head with you, you can just take me and we will leave him behind” Fukayna pitched her campaign. “Fuka, you are bad!” Henley said, aggrieved. “Are you two disturbing cousin Jordan with yo
The Comeback of Alarick Chp 3 - What Answer?
“What made you say that?” Jordan asked his cousin. Chione was not one to mince words and he knew that she would tell him whatever it was that her suspicions were. Chione sighed as she sat down heavily on his bed, wrinkling the coverlet. Jordan looked over and looked back at his cousin when she did not say anything but was just kicking her legs lightly against the bed frame “Chi?” “Because I know you, Dan, and you have not been yourself since you got back last year, are you still blaming yourself?” “Whatever made you think that?” Jordan turned away from her as he tried to remember what he had been doing. “What would make you think I blamed myself, of course not. It had been natural and it was his time.” Oh yes, he remembered he had been sorting out his clothes. He was through though, but better to have something to do that would take him away from Chione’s scrutinizing eyes. He moved towards the wardrobe but his cousin blocked him before he got there. “What?” he asked with curt lau
The Comeback of Alarick Chp 4 - Fury And Grief
March 2012 The siren wails shattered the night air and hope-filled Jordan’s heart as their sound got closer. He looked down at his partner “Eric! Eric, hang on. You have to hang on, buddy. Help is on the way, you will be taken care of in no time. You don’t get to die on me, man. You hear me?” Jordan said desperately to keep his friend’s eyes open even as the brutal conviction settled in his mind. He had seen many scenes like this almost a year after he had joined the Baleria Police Department. He could almost feel his friend’s life flow out of him as blood flowed through Jordan’s hand. He had tried to apply the emergency first aid he learnt in the academy on his friend, anything to slow down the cold hand of death that seemed intent to claim this man. No, not Eric. He thought desperately as he called him again “Eric, please you have to keep your eyes open. You can’t sleep now, man. Don’t you dare sleep. What would you tell Aria? Damn you!” he shouted as he wondered why the siren he
The Comeback of Alarick Chp 5 - Not Enough Time
Jordan came out of the white home with blue trimmings and he felt like retching. He had never had to deal with a scene like that before, not ever in his life. He had thought he understood grief and all it entailed, after all, he had lost his mother at a very young age. At an age any child shouldn’t have to face such a thing, he remembered how much he loved his mother and how much it had affected him. He could remember how much it had affected his grades that year even though he had his father's support and love. Then he unexpectedly lost his father as well, at a time that he couldn’t believe it as the loss hit him with such an impact that he had not expected. A death he still had not been able to reconcile within his heart. He had thought he knew all there was to do when dealing with the grief of people he had to break the news of the loss of their loved ones to. After all, he had dealt with a few homicides back in Rova even though the county had a low level of crime rate. Since he
The Comeback of Alarick Chp 6 - Shameless Bastard
Jordan had not expected the scene that greeted him as he entered the house that morning. The lady that opened the door for him stepped aside with a sombre look. He did not want to believe what came to his mind as he saw the young lady looking so morose. No, they couldn’t possibly know. He had been specific with his instructions at the station the night before when he informed them not to send anyone over to Eric’s house yet. “I would do it first thing in the morning. I just want that poor woman to have a good night's rest first” he had told them and his colleagues had expressed their understanding as they promised to leave it to him to break the news. “It couldn’t be,” he thought in denial as he followed the young lady to the living room. “Yes, it could be” he affirmed when he heard the most hateful voice he had ever heard in all of his life. The soft-spoken, well-modulated voice of Lance fucking Dickson. “You will have to hold in your grief, ma’am. I understand that you might be d
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