Our baby

Clara sighed audibly and stood up going over and placing her hand on her husband's shoulder "how can you talk like that Jack? No matter how old a child becomes, he cannot be older than his father. I know that Jordan and you often have misunderstandings. But he is our son, our baby boy. He is not alright emotionally. I have tried talking to him to let go of the past. It has not been easy for him ...."Clara was saying when her husband raised his hand signifying that she stops. "Jordan is a man, a full grown man and a father as well. I warned him back then not to marry that girl, he insisted and told me I can't stop him from following his heart . He had followed his heart and now the reward that comes from following a distorted heart in total disregard to his father's instruction now surfaces, he should be responsible for it. I don't really care. He can get back to living his normal life or return to his shelf. I don't care a bit about him anymore" Jackson Duro said, standing up and going out. " Jackson, Jackson, you know what, he is just like you! Stubborn and strong headed. You've just proven that you are both the same. I tried talking you into listening to what I think is appropriate for parents who care about their children and you wouldn't listen. Now, you are upset that Jordan didn't listen to you. What difference is there between you two?" Clara fumed. She had tried talking peacefully with him in a coaxing tone and he wouldn't listen. Now, he complains about a son that is like him. " You are talking nonsense Clara" Jackson declared and dashed out. Jordan and Martha are just two different persons. The latter would listen and do whatever he instructs her to do, but not Jordan. He thinks himself to be something whereas he is nothing when Jackson Duro is there. Martha had been submissive and he is contemplating changing his will and making her the heir to his companies and businesses. His granddaughter Jora will take over his assets and properties. As for that son surnamed Duro, he had taken his mind off him. He had resolved to accept the fact that he has two daughters and no son. Martha and Jora are the two daughters he has. Jackson concluded in his heart as he slipped into the passenger seat. But a part of him was reminding him that what Clara said was true. His son was like him. He was stubborn and adamant. He had lost count of how times he had crossed with his parents when he was growing up. But now, that he is seeing a reflection of himself in Jordan, he is unhappy with him. Looks like Clara was actually right in some way. Well,he would think properly and straight to know how and in what way can he be of any help to him. He is still his son after all. Tina's car arrived and she was glad. She was going in her car and not randomly with some taxi that morning. She wanted to take the recording of the previous day along but decided to make a copy into her computer and saved it in her email. She took the original copy along and got into her car. She started driving towards the force headquarters. Suddenly she discovered a car was coming behind her. Was she being trailed by that car? She increased her speed and the car did the same. She slowed down and the car did the same. She was then sure and certain that she was being trailed. She didn't know the city too well and she is not familiar with the different paths. She would have swerved into another street and escaped the trailers but she's new to the city. Has her interaction with Lulu been known to anyone, especially the killers of the victim? What to do now… She quickly decided to call Jordan. As soon as the latter's phone rang, he answered it: "I am being trailed, Jordan and I don't know much about the road around this city," Tina said driving and looking at the car trailing her from the side view mirror. " Where are you now, look around, any signposts? billboard or anything to make me find you?"Jordan asked, picking his pistols already and getting his bullet proof on. "Ahead of me is a large billboard with the writing 'City glamour hall' What should I do?" Tina asked, wondering what she should do next. " Take the left turn after the hall, I will cross you soon" Jordan instructed, getting into his car and driving towards the direction he described for Tina. He took his phone and called Kunle "Get a backup and meet me at the left turn after the glamour hall, or better still, track my cell phone number or Tina's" he instructed and didn't wait to answer Kunle's question before he hung up. Tina increased her speed, got into her car and took her pistol. She didn't have her bulletproof on, which is dangerous though. But she got herself ready and would attack any moment. She drove fast and took the left turn as directed by Jordan but surprised when she discovered she had been blocked from the front. Looks like the trailers are in a group. One following behind and the other blocking her in front. She needs to stall for time and await the others or defend herself and see how far she can go before her team members arrive. She got the microchip where the recording was and inserted it into her sneakers. Got an empty chip from her save and inserted into the tape used for recording. Her laptop contains a lot of information. Though all the information in that system had it's duplicate in her email address but even at that, she needed to keep her investigation on previous cases in New York confidential. She raised the foot mat under her feet and placed the laptop under. Except in a convenient situation, no one would easily detect the raised part of the foot mat. Having done so, she was going to call Jordan when she heard the sound of a gun shot into the sky. There was a sudden chaos and pandemonium. The people walking on the street took to their hills and cars started diverting, everyone afraid that gunmen were on attack. Tina knew the game was up. She has to fight and defend herself before Jordan and the rest arrive. Her door was suddenly yanked open and she almost fell out:

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