Novel & Cerita Jack Reacher

JAX: The despicable shit I killed didn't inform me that he had his filthy minions waiting outside. Workers and trainees at the pack house started to emerge, perhaps thinking the threat had passed. Among them were trainees and three seasoned fighters I recognized, who joined me in attacking the rogues outside the pack house.

‘What was I thinking? After he was done with the shower, Damian decided to do some work in his study. He had been trying to dig out gangs that sneakily did drug trafficking in his territory even when he had banned it. Being a good hacker, he had logged into the city’s surveillance. He was going through the system when his phone rang. Seeing that it was Jack, he picked it up. “Sir, that man we followed has escaped our men.” Jack said breathlessly. “I think he’s really working for Zach. He had help.”

Kaden asks. I let out an oh-my-god-I-am-going-to-die scream and braced for my chair to hit the ground. I jumped, but all it did was cause my chair to start falling backwards. I never hit the ground, so I open my eyes to see Gio standing there. He had caught my chair before I hit the ground. I stay still as he sets my chair back up, and that is when I see that Alek, Brent, and Lance have followed Kaden home. I sit there for a minute, trying to calm my racing heart. Of course, this adrenaline rush woke up my little man, and it felt like he was having a gymnastic competition in my uterus. Lance, the asshole that he is, is trying not to laugh.

I would go through a lot of inhumane torture every day and it would be worse anytime he was annoyed. Tonight, there was supposed to be a festival in the pack, while serving the crowd, I came across the Alpha of the pack and unexpectedly I felt an uncanny connection with him. Before I could scramble away afraid he might notice, I was stopped by his rejection. He had also noticed. I had thought that at least, he was going to accept me, but then it turned out that I was living in a fantasy world. Thinking about all this, the tears in my eye became intense as it flowed down like a river. Never was I going to be able to heal in this lifetime.

“Bing in yet?” “Came in, went out. Someone reported some hunting-camp bunker thing out by Spring Road. Filled to the rafters with guns and knives and axes and some weird shit. Chase went to pick up a flasher. Harper is at a tractor-trailer accident. I’m not sure where Mike is. Nobody’s in.” Jack picked up speed, the parting jab he’d meant to throw at Joe forgotten. He rushed through his shower, and stopped by the front desk on his way out of the station. “You got that number I asked for earlier?”