Jack Manifold Novels & Stories

Jack announced. THE END!

Her backpack was between her feet. Jack got in behind the wheel, shifted into drive, and moved the car up the driveway a lot faster than necessary. He locked the doors, and something told her that her reflexes were not going to be fast enough to unlock her door and get out before he could relock it—if she tried to get away from him. Did she want to get away from him?

Jack exclaimed as he was trying to calculate the measurement of the ladder of the truck. "It will be really good I think." He said while nodding his head. Jack walk his way to the drivers seat and hold to try to open it but he can't. It was locked and it doesn't have a key. He tried to peek inside to look on the drivers seat if there is a key inserted but he didn't see any. "Now that is a problem." He said while going down from the truck. He was thinking of any other way to let the truck start. He walk around to look for something that he can use to smash the window of the truck. He saw an axe not far away from those trucks. He reach for it and carry it.

Jennie reached out to grab the bank card and flight tickets in the glove box, which proved her decisiveness. But right at that moment, a car’s honks resounded. Jackson had brought more than 30 men with him, but Javier merely snickered without feeling worried in the slightest. Javier got out of his car and took his mechanical jack out of the trunk. “What the f*ck? Why the h*ll are you bringing that out? Do you think I’ve come here to ask you to repair my car, you f*cker?” Jackson brought his men forward as he rushed and cursed, while Javier held the jack that was close to 20 pounds in his hand and closed the trunk.

He hit the button, and the mechanism clicked in the trunk to provide access to the spare tire. “You don’t have to do that. If I could just borrow your phone⁠—” “It’ll only take me five minutes.” “It’s pouring down rain⁠—” “Trust me, sweetheart. You don’t want to be on this street in the next fifteen minutes.” He walked to the back of the car, and the vehicle shifted as he pulled out what he needed to get to work. The car tilted sideways as he used the jack to lift it and the tire iron to loosen the lug nuts.

Jack gaped at the anxious werewolf before directing his gaze to the truck and said, "I am okay but this truck isn't okay!" Everyone waited patiently for Jack to explain his point. Jack saw the werewolves and said gravely, "The brake of this truck isn't functioning properly. There's some issue with it! I could have run into an accident because of the brake!" One werewolf said, "What?! The brake isn't working and we are planning to drive this faulty truck?" Blowing out a sigh, he went to Jack and patted his back, "Thanks buddy! It's dangerous to drive this truck!"

The base sinks slightly into the wet ground, tilting the whole frame at a bad angle. Not good. I grab a broken piece of wood from the roadside, shove it under the jack to stabilize it, then pull on the breaker bar again. The wrench slips, and my elbow slams into the metal rim hard enough to split skin. "Fucking hell." "You're hopeless," Carlton says, leaning against the car now with his arms crossed like he's watching a tragic comedy. "Just admit it. You have no idea what you're doing." I drop the bar into the mud, kick a spray of gravel out of sheer frustration, then wipe rain and blood from my knuckles.

Jack assured. His nostrils flared. He ended the mind link and tried to start the car again. But the key was missing. It only meant that Alicia had taken it with her. He opened the glove compartment and found a pair of pliers. He decided to try to hotwire the car by connecting the two wires. He was about to do that when he felt a cold breeze coming from outside. He looked up and saw dark clouds gathering in the evening sky. There was a rumble of thunder from a distance. He realised that it was going to rain.

I got out of the car and he was right, it was closed. " Maybe they are still inside, let's check on the back." I said and we went out to the back. There was a fence and I could see the SUV. " Looks like you are right..." Jack said. " Now what? We don't have the keys." I said. " Let me handle this. " Jack said. He went into his pocket and took out a money pin and picked the lock, he opened up for us. We went to the door and it slightly opened.