Tank Jones Novels & Stories

At the same time, a single, loud knock sounded on the open door that led back inside. "Sorry, Chief," Jane appeared. "She has to get back to work. Luna's orders." He gave her a dirty look as Tessa smiled broadly, trying to free herself from his hold. Maybe it was good Jane showed up now. She was at work, and he was getting carried away. He heard everything she told her sister on the phone, and he felt like he was on top of the world. Jane knocked again, "C'mon, guys. Work now, smooch later."

“But I think it’s important to consider—” “Joseph,” Jake interrupted, his voice cold, “I’ve entertained enough of this nonsense for one day. I suggest you take your daughter and let me do my job.” Tammy pouted, stepping closer to Jake. “Oh, Jake, I was just trying to help.” Jake didn’t even look at her. “I didn’t ask for your help.” Joseph opened his mouth to protest, but one look from Jake made him snap it shut. “Good,” Jake said, turning to leave. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have actual work to do.”

she said to Jaxon, while she excused the men she was discussing with earlier. "We are home to so many prestigious students and I know that I would be able to help you locate the identity of the person you want." She revealed as they made their way to her office. "By the way my name is Jaxon ." He extended his hands. "Mrs. Jones." She replied, taking the handshake. "What is the name of the student you are looking for?" "Her name is Lisa." Jaxon observes the woman halting in her footsteps and staring up at Jaxon.

All these multiple questions flashed through my mind but the most concrete one of them all bugged me most. Who is J.T?

"Yes, I’m ready. Tell me more about this connection we are meeting." Jaxon smirked at me. "His name is Harrison Jones. He controls a lot of the gambling in the outer city areas. He’s been our main competition for some of our direct business. If we could join forces, then we could be a stronger team and have more control over the city. We could cut down on future competition and potential uprisings." "What is he like?" I asked. Jaxon shrugged. "I don’t know. Just a normal guy. He’s got red hair."

Mayers was less than impressed, to say the least when she found out that Jackie had actual assault charges against her. "Oh Melany, you are probably the only true friend my Jaqueline has." Her words ring in my ear as I remember the faithful day, Jackie and Henrietta Jones got into a brawl. Henrietta Jones is basically, a female dog, for lack of a better word. Since the day I got here, she's been like a thick in my butt. Her parents are Cornelius and Barbara Jones. They are both congressmen in the White House and are strict, to say the least. She also has an elder brother, Oliver Jones.

I couldn’t help but smile at the fascination that sparked in his eyes. “What on bloody earth is that?” he asked. “A magic mirror,” I teased before explaining to him the best way I could what exactly a television set was. I asked if he wanted to watch a movie, recalling the extensive DVD collection we’d found earlier that night. I asked him to pick a movie and he returned with two interesting picks: Chicago and the Godfather. It was almost a reflection of the kind of person that he was – a musician and a killer whose loyalty to family stood above all else – either way, tormented, with darkness constantly looming over him.

Jake Jake walked to his truck, his hand rubbing absently at the old wound on his left shoulder, his football days rough and still wearing on him years later. He hated that he'd never actually made it by the newspaper earlier, the day getting far too busy due to a few fights and having to talk with the fire department guys about taking his on-call shift on Saturday and Sunday. Getting in his truck, he leaned his head back and closed his eyes for a moment. The sudden rapping of knuckles on his window caused him to jump. He smiled and started the truck, rolling down the window to talk with the pretty fifth grade math teacher who'd just joined them.

Alex asked and took a sip from the water bottle on the side of her bed. "Yea actually." William responded and scratched the back of his neck. "I've known him since we were little. We actually work together. The two of us own J&C Enterprise." Alex never knew her dad was a co-owner. She didn't really care too much about that. "Oh?" "But anyways Peanut, breakfast is on the table. We'll see you down there." William got up, kissed his daughter on the top of her head and left. After breakfast Alex took her time getting ready. As soon as she finished she sat down on her bed and waited for her aunt to arrive.