Good Morning Jack Hartmann Novels & Stories

Well, I guess this is the exact definition of ‘I'm just doing my job’. “What's your name by the way? I want to address you by your name.” The thought inside mt head provokes me to ask for his name. I observe his face if there will be a sign of hesitation, but no. There wasn't. He immediately answers me. “I'm Jack. I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself earlier.” Jack has dimples on both sides of his cheeks. He also has a pair of pale green eyes, and natural red looking lips. “It's okay. I just wanted to know your name.”

Daisy and I discussed it and worked on it all night and when I reached his door I steel myself and raise my fist, knocking firmly on the wood. I hear Jack's voice granting me access and I open the door, poking my head around it until I can see him behind his desk. "Do you have a minute?" I ask "I have something quite important I need to discuss with you." "Sure, come on in Jase, what's up?" Jack leans back in his chair throwing his pen onto the desk and stretching, even though it is only a little past 6am he has no doubt been here for over an hour going over treaties and other paperwork for the pack.

Going closer he opened the door surprise. “Hello Jason,” “Hi Jack, how is Jazz?” the boy was very nervous. He steps aside allowing him entrance. He immediately went to the bedside taking hold of her hand. He said nothing just holds on. Both Warren brothers just quietly looked at her. Another knock, both looked as the door being pushed opened. “My apologize sir,” Jack stood and walked towards his man, who silently handed him an unlocked cell phone. He simply closed the door. It only took Jack a minute to learn the reason behind the phone. His face hard as stone. “Allan Black,”

“Excuse me, Luna—I couldn’t help overhearing. I used to work in landscaping. I can draft a materials list and install a timed irrigation system that adjusts seasonally.” “That’s perfect!” I grinned. “Could you have the list ready by the end of the week to these ladies? We’ll gather volunteers and make a supply run.” With a playful wink, I added, “Maybe teach the younger ones a thing or two about irrigation.” He chuckled. “Happy to help. I’m Jack Bennett.” “Pleasure to meet you, Jack,” I said, shaking his hand. “And see that old grump over there?” Jack gestured to a white-haired man in overalls, who immediately shouted, “I ain’t old, Jack! You’re older than me!”

When he is already watching me, it has only one meaning, and that is, that he is frightened. Good. He should be. Sometime later, that night, I am sitting at the window of my small apartment, with lights in the city through the rain. The card is placed on the table next to the cup of unexpired coffee. I look at it till I can no longer make out the letters. Vanguard Industries. Liam Hart, CEO. His name is softened by searching on my laptop. Headlines fill the screen: LIAM HART BACK to business following a tragic accident.

She stood up and got on her feet, and faced the person. "You are...?" The person looked no older than twenty-two. Youthful and disciplined. He stood at an appropriate distance from her, observing strict formality. He wore a pair of spectacles. He was well-maintained, dressed impeccably from top to bottom and wore a serious expression. "The name's Jack." He introduced himself. "CSO. Chief security officer of the estate. I oversee all the intel, networks and cameras." "You look too young to be on this post", Luna remarked without thinking, then quickly apologised. "I'm sorry. I'm Luna. Luna Hart. I recently arrived. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Jack?"

“ You opened the window ? Did you know I was coming ? “ asked Jack with a smile . “ I have had the windows of this apartment fixed all the time because a certain someone likes to use them as a door entrance . “ said Massimo . “ Oh , come on bro . I have some good news that’s why I rushed right away this time . “ said Jack with a smile , sitting at the couch in front of him . “ What did you learn ? “ said Massimo placing the reports down and focusing on Jack . “ Even though we don’t know who is behind this yet , we got track of the device that was left behind from one of their people . I tried hiring hackers and tech people bit it was useless , their system is very good . That device is a spe

As I pull out my phone it lights up, taking me by surprise as I go to read the notification. Jack: hey we're coming to Houston and I really need to see you.

“This is much complicated and huge than we thought.” “Jack, how was it?” As soon as Theodore finally went home and went in his room, he directly went to his laptop and opened a certain link which led him to the actual security system of the police intelligence. He’s currently talking to his friend Jack who is actually a talented Russian Hacker that he hired to be his spy buddy.

Sierra smirked as she watched them staring daggers at each other. “Jake Yu.” Jake was cool as he extended his hand, which wasn’t very welcomed. As handsome as Jake was, he didn’t own the mature and charming air that Hart very much owned. Jake was dominant and looked like he never needed to work a day in his life. His CEO outfit was very up to standard. Hart was more of a casual dresser. Neither did he sport a trendy haircut like Jake. “Hatta Baderan.”