Novel & Cerita Carl The Jumper

"Oh, for God’s sake, look at Julian!" Carl’s voice cut through the air, sharp as a razor. He lunged, his fingers digging into Marcus Jr.’s bicep. "Isn't it a miracle? We need to get inside, get the specialists on the line! You have to help me with the gala. It has to be legendary!" Carl flashed that high-gloss, curated smile. The split second of mercy in Marcus Jr.’s eyes flatlined. He turned his back on John to focus on the biological heir.

The girl's mouth had twisted into a frown at that response, and the boy was sent on his way. Now it the the boy with the grey eyes realized it was his turn. Under the withering gaze of Cafer, he felt sweat begin to form on his brow. "Name?" The Chief demanded. "They call me Jumper at school, Chief Cafer." When the man raised his eyebrows, Jumper continued. "It's because at the youth trials, I set a record for high jump." "I see," Cafer responded before deferring to the girl. It was strange to see such a powerful man let a child have the lead.