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Jericho Prologue
***Author's note:Please read book 1: GunnarBook 2: AceBefore continuing with this...________________________________JERICHOI sat back in my seat and brought the crystal glass filled with a measure of whiskey up to my lips. The cool contrast against my hot flesh was welcomed, especially when I felt like I was suffocating in this suit. I wasn't used to it the way my elder brother was—wearing his midnight blue suit with pride and sophistication as he spun his wife on the dancefloor. This was probably the first and last time I would see Gunnar Astor dancing and all because his wife, Quinn Astor, wanted to have their first dan
Jericho Chapter 01
JERICHOCoding. It was a part of what I did and I loved doing it. I loved being able to hold the power of something at my fingertips. Writing code meant programming something to do exactly what you wanted it to do and I was one of the best in the world at it. I had my own style—every hacker did—but mine was impenetrable. No one could breach any of my firewalls once I was done.I could sit up till the late hours of the night concentrating on coding. The same went for tonight. Sure, exhaustion weighed down my eyelids like ten-pound dumbbells and my muscles creaked in agony every time I moved because of how stiff they were.When last did I wake up?I shook the question away and returned to the code I was typing out. It was something I had been working on for a while and I had a lot of time on my hands since I graduated early with my Master's. It was a big thing but I refused to let anyone make a big deal out of it. Especially when the important people in my life expected it to happen.If
Jericho Chapter 02
ODETTEI was careful. Always careful. Always meticulous. Always following the rules. I grew up in a family with generations of law enforcement. My mom and dad were both cops. Only, my dad had a better fate whereas mom ended up murdered. There was a whole backstory to it, one I had learned as I matured and conducted my own investigation. Dad never liked bringing it up and I couldn't blame him. I once asked the old-timer why he never moved on from mom, why he never remarried and maybe found a sliver of peace. He responded that Eleanor Gibson was his only love. She was his true love and he would wait until death could reunite them because he could never let her go.Half of me thought it sweet. The other half found him foolish, especially as time went on and I became a teenager, then a young adult. And now, a female cop—following parents' footsteps.Point was, I thought it was foolish beca
Jericho Chapter 03
JERICHOI sat back in my lazy boy with Slash curled at my feet. He was in a bad mood ever since I told him about Odette because he was as much her dog as he was mine. I still remember when her father had helped me pick him out as a pup. Most of the time he stayed with them while he trained and eventually became Odette's dad's partner on the field. Both Gunnar and Ace were so busy or never cared to notice Slash missing around the house. As long as I kept him out of their way, they didn't care. They weren't dog people anyway.As Slash grew older, he became weaker and slower. It led to him retiring and becoming a full-time pet. So, he grew up around both Odette and me easily becoming our dog.I brought my beer to my lips, letting the bitter brew slide down my throat while my brother watched me from across the room with his piercing hazel eyes. That was the thing about Ace. He may have been a co
Jericho Chapter 04
ODETTE"What are we doing here?" I asked just as the elevator doors parted.It took two weeks for the doctors to finally give me the okay to be discharged and, as I expected, Jericho was there to bring me home. Only, instead of pulling into the basement parking of my apartment building, we had pulled into his. This shouldn't have perplexed me and yet, it did."Your dad is busy at work and your..." He paused, the only sound meeting my ears was the muffled squeaky turns of the wheels of the wheelchair against the carpeted floor. When he stopped outside his apartment door, he said, "your boyfriend made a quick recovery and will be back on the job soon. So, you're staying with me.""No way," I began shaking my head and instantly regretted it when a spike of pain jarred my body, "I'll be fine on my own."
Jericho Chapter 05
ODETTEMy shaky, numb fingers didn't feel the condensation that had built on the chilled glass of lemonade. I couldn't feel the smooth surface of the glass itself or the amount of pressure I was using to grip it. However, I could see that it wasn't much, and—no matter how much I tried—I couldn't get a firmer hold on it.Frustration stirred in my belly and my jaw locked to keep my whimper from escaping. I felt useless and the more I tried to hold this glass, the more the feeling stomped down on me with no mercy. Tears brimmed my eyes and I felt my lips quiver with an oncoming sob but I was in public so I refused to let myself fall apart.Not now. Not here."Let me help you," Jericho whispered, sliding his chair closer to mine. His larger hands cupped mine over the glass and I wished I could have felt the warmth they surely offered, "you're probably tired
Jericho Chapter 06
ODETTE If there was one thing I loved in this world, it was food. And, I loved different types of food. My father had taught me everything I knew about cooking since mom had passed. For someone who worked more than he spent time at home, it surprised me just how many memories I made with him. He made sure to instill every skill I would need to survive in me in case he ever had passed, too.Only, now all those lessons seemed useless. I couldn't cook anymore. Let alone eat, I couldn't pick up a spoon or fork and I definitely couldn't use a knife. The more I tried to do daily tasks, the more I failed at them. I needed help with a bath this morning. Was I embarrassed that my best friend had to help to do such simple tasks? Yes. But he handled them so well and it made my heart ache because it only proved what a gem of a person he was.He didn't look down on me or treat me differ
Jericho Chapter 07
JERICHOI watched Odette from where I sat. Her features were grimly twisted, teeth grating against each other, and brows furrowed in concentration. The nurse that was with her gave her an encouraging smile but Odette didn't return it. The smile only seemed to irritate her more.My attention dropped to the red stress ball in her hand. The nurse had instructed her to squeeze the ball as hard as she could but her fingers weren't cooperating. They trembled and barely moved no matter how much effort she put into it. Her fingers curled around the ball with no pressure added but the nurse seemed happy with the little Odette had done.She would be removing the cast on her leg later this week which meant she could start strengthening her leg to walk again. To me and the rest of the doctors and nurses here, she was making progress. Excellent progress even. To her, she wasn't.Odet
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