Jack unlocked the motel building. He noticed some faded footsteps in the dust on the cracked tile flooring. The entrance was filled with trash. Since he was here a couple of weeks ago someone thought it best to turn a locked place into a dumping place. Grim face his purposefully walked towards the room where he was raised. He instantly noticed the door stood opened. With his hand casually on his gun he steps closer.He slowly kicked the door wider stepping inside. The place was empty except for a bundle of clothes strewn over the dirty bed. He frowned stepping closer. He was instantly disgusted when he understood what he was looking at. Some perverted use the panties to ejaculate on and it seem like it was done recently.Jazz…he thought, remembering she was naked when he found her here. It means the bastard had brought the clothes back. “I will know who you are one way or another.” He softly vowed.He looked around and noticed the floor board

Jack was very furious but his quiet truth, he was shaken. He can’t believe what Carly nearly did in her fury to get back at him. He keeps pacing his floor not looking at the two who just sits there watching him. He knew should he now looked at them he would explode.“Do you mind,” Jazz finally asked.Jack immediately stopped his pacing facing her. It was clear the fury flashing in his dark eyes. His lips grimly pressed together.“What did you say?” he queries in the softest voice that clearly spells trouble.“I ask you to stop pacing since you are making me dizzy,” Jazz lift her head defiantly.“You were very irresponsible Jazz,” he declares.“Oh really,” she looked at him then searches for her crutches but it was nowhere. “Dart,” she mumbled.“What’s that you mumbled?”“What is your problem Jack?”“You dare

Jack looked up. The shadowy person stood still just looking back.“What the hell?” He looked around but it was clear it was just them. “I have a gun,” he reached behind his back. The stranger immediately bolted.“Stop, your bastard,” He gave chase. The stranger was just gone. He suddenly stepped onto something. He looked down and saw a note. He immediately recognized the paper. He bends down and picked it up.“Sir, what is going on?”“There is an intruder in the house.” He snapped.William disappeared while he hurried to his study and closed the door. He looked at his hands shaking wondering what this letter was going to say. This was the third one now. He does find it curious that the people she sends seemed to have such easy excess to his so-called high security complex.“What games are you playing Mom? What is the reason behind it all?” He sits back in his chair just looking at the note. The knock startled him. He briefly realized he was changing into that scared boy he once was.H

“Jack…”Jazz bend down to looked into the car through the opened door.“Get into the car bloody hell,” he orders.Jazz noticed he kept looking behind her. She suddenly stood and climbed into the car; her hand signal quick towards little Timmy. He and the men immediately changed direction.Jack pulled the car away from the curb driving away. He keeps checking the review mirror. The silent girl beside him puzzles him. He had noticed she had taken her wallet and cell phone now checking her messages.“Jazz,” he keeps on driving in any kind of direction.“I am listening.” She said softly. She quietly decided not to be confrontational but instead listens to him. He was the first person in her circle to discover her on that corner. She was curious though if he knew what type of corner that was.“You left the house, why?” he questions clearly annoyed.“Jack are you angry with me?”“Yes, in truth.”“Well I don’t understand it.”“Why did you leave without telling me? The cast was only recently

“Jack, I want to go back.” Jazz suddenly looked hurried.“What’s suddenly going on? You seemed worried.” Jack followed her out of the building. William opened the door for them. She quickly noticed his looked of appreciation.“Jason is alone at the residence. I don’t like that, as neither of us is there.”“He seems a good responsible kid, Jazz.”“Maybe but he is still a boy and we didn’t explain our day to him.”Jack said nothing but decided to follow his ‘wife’, thinking they knew best. He rather liked the notion of her being bossy where the family structure was concerned. He could learn from her. What did she say earlier…Hmm…?Don’t be afraid as every day is a change to rebuild what you want…worth consideration…“Jazz doesn’t life frightened you?” he asked curious.“It does,” she softly admits.“How do you handle it? I stayed focused on business and the goal in front of me.”“I am not perfect Jack. I made mistakes. Eva always scowled me on the fact that I am too honest and happy. Wh