CHAPTER 39

Jordan looked up furiously from the report that he is reading the following day inside his office and threw them back at Mason.

“What the f8ck is this report?” He demanded angrily. “Is the one making this even a detective? What kind of bull$hit is this? Call them up and tell them I said so. Such a piece of trash report without the proper details.”

He watched as Mason gathered the documents and went out from his office. He pushed back his chair and walked towards his liquor cabinet and poured himself another drink. Despite the hour in the morning, Jordan didn’t give one damn bit if he’s already drunk at the hour.

His confrontation with that a$$hole St. Claire yesterday only furthered his desire to grabbed the bottle in front of him and smashed it on the wall, imagining it to be that ba$tard’s face. He recalled the mocking face that Grayson gave him when he informed him of his sleeping arrangement with Maya.

Jordan, way before the accident had happened, already had a suspicion that they