We pick up where we left off in Jordan's Second Chance. Wynter has just received shocking news and danger lurks around the corner. How will Wynter react to this situation and what else is in store for him? I hope you enjoy this latest installment.
Happy reading,
TC
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Jordan’s Second Chance 5.0
“Nana!”
Wynter gasped, rushing toward the fallen woman, Jonas kneeling on the other
side.
Wynter
gently shoot Nana, concerned with the pallor of her skin. Nana moaned, brushing
Wynter’s hands away. “Stop worrying, I’m
fine,” Nana said, struggling into a sitting position. Jonas placed a hand
behind her back, helping her to sit up.
“Nana,
what happened? You said, ‘he’s back’, who’s he?”
“Jason
Fox,” Nana whispered, trembling.
“That’s
the man who killed my parents, isn’t it?” Wynter gasped. He remembered Nana
telling him how Jason Fox wanted to exploit the fact that Wynter and his dad
were clouded leopards for money. His parents had agreed to meet with the man to
get the picture he’d taken of Wynter’s first shift.
Wynter
frowned in confusion. “I thought you said Fox died the night my parents did?”
“We
were told Jason Fox was the driver who ran your parents off of the road and he
died as well. I’ve always had my doubts. That man was too evil to die and he
had many government officials in his pocket.”
“You
think he faked his own death? But why come back now?”
Nana
shook her head, settling into a kitchen chair. “I wish I knew.”
“We’re
going to find out,” Jonas said grimly, taking his cellphone out.
“Who
are you calling?”
“A
friend. We need to know everything we can about Jason Fox as well as our
mystery woman,” Jonas said, referring to the mystery woman who was making
threatening phone calls to Jordan.
Wynter
glanced around, realizing Jordan wasn’t in the room. Where had he gone? Wynter
wandered through the house, frowning when he didn’t spot Jordan anywhere.
Lucas, Jordan’s son, was still asleep upstairs. Wynter walked to the back of
the house, toward the patio. “Jordan?” he called.
A
hand grabbed Wynter’s arm before he could open the patio door. Wynter squeaked,
his heart pounding. Struggling, Wynter opened his mouth to scream when he felt
a hand press against his lips, silencing the scream before it could begin. He was
dragged against a hard chest and pulled away from the door.
“Babe,
calm down, it’s me!” Jordan demanded.
Wynter
slumped in relief. He turned in Jordan’s arms and glared up at him. “Where were
you and why are you hiding?”
“We’re
being watched. This is the third time I’ve seen the same car drive down the
street,” Jordan said, inclining his head toward the patio doors.
“What
do you mean, we’re being watched? Do you know who it is?” Wynter asked, reaching
for the blinds covering the patio door.
“What
the hell are you doing? Stop!” Jordan grabbed Wynter’s hand and pulled him back
against his chest.
“I
don’t want whoever the hell that is to know that we’re onto them. If whoever it
is thinks we’re still ignorant to their presence, they may slip up and make a
mistake.”
Wynter
nodded, he hadn’t thought of that. “Oh!” Wynter gasped. “Nana says the man who
killed my parents may still be alive after all and that he might try to come
after me again.”
“Shit!”
Jordan ran his fingers roughly through his hair in frustration.
“What
are we going to do?” Wynter whispered, feeling fear creep in. Not only did they
have to worry about some psycho woman after Jordan because she blamed him for
the death of his wife, but they also had to deal with a man who wanted to
kidnap him because he could shift into a clouded leopard.
Jordan
grabbed Wynter’s hand and entwined their fingers. He leaned down and gently
kissed Wynter until the tension drained from his body. “We need to let Jonas
know about the car and come up with a plan to catch both sons of bitches. It’s
going to be a long night, babe.”
“I
need a drink,” Wynter muttered and followed Jordan into the kitchen.
To
be continued…
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