Novel & Cerita Jacob Banks Slow Up

Looks like the bank also discriminates as well. “Why don't you change your luggage while you're at it,” he muttered softly under his breath, mimicking Jacob. As if he hadn't been managing his luggage just fine.

He stops moving. Jacob is gone.

“Could you not have moved a little faster? I was about to split gut trying to hold that in. Man the look on their faces when they turned and saw us.” “You should have seen it up close?” Dawn says, laughing. I turned back around and buckled up. “Jacob, man, you just like to be an ass sometimes, don’t you?” “I did nothing. I was just waiting for them to get in. It's not my fault they’re easily intimidated.”

My left hand was bandaged and it was hard to exert pressure fully but I somehow managed to do so. "Please slow down." I said anxiously. "Don't slow down. Speed up more," Jacob instructed him again and turned to me to add, "You, shut up." "It's really fast. There can be an accident." I reasoned back. "I don't care." He said angrily and looked behind to see where they were. "But who are they?" I asked, still struggling to keep myself from moving.

The pins fell one after the other, but the slight delay between their shots made all the difference. Then it was our turn. Jacob took his shots first, his form flawless and radiated confidence. His shots were swift, the rhythm almost musical. The gun recoiled smoothly in his hands, the bullets hitting the targets dead center with a swift precision that was breathtaking. As I stepped forward, I felt the weight of their expectant gazes. Taking a deep breath to steady myself, I remembered Jacob's instructions and Tony's training. I raised the gun, aimed, and fired. My shots echoed Jacob's rhythm, the pins falling one after the other, our combined speed and accuracy surpassing the other teams.

On her way out Victoria pulled out her cell phone with a thought of calling Uber, she was waiting outside crowded bar scrolling through her phone when unexpectedly a polish midnight colored BMW came and halted in front of her, Vitoria was startled at first but then she saw Jacob seating on driver seat. “Get in, I can drop you” Jacob said with his clamed voice “Thank you but I can get an Uber” Victoria replied with her most practiced fake smile “It rush hour and Uber will take forever to come in this part of city” Jacob further argued and Victoria thought for a while before opening her mouth again “I actually have to make a quick stop before home” “Hmm... get in…” Jacob said with smirk and