Trevor Jackson On Kc Undercover Novels & Stories

Jackson denied. “It is all rather coincidental, don’t you think?” I asked him. “Something is wrong, and somebody knows something. But not Elder Troy,” he kept saying. “Why not?” Cami asked. “Because he is my uncle,” Jackson replied quietly. We all sat quietly, considering what Jackson had just said. If his uncle was involved, Jackson would not only be devastated but he would be the one responsible for ending Elder Troy’s life.

"You mean to say that the same guy who shook hands with me at Vanessa's funeral. the same guy who instructed me to 'stay strong'. that's the same motherfucker who assisted in covering up the truth? Valeria swallowed hard. “Yes.” Silence. Then— Kc exhaled a slow, measured breath, his expression a mask of deadly calm. "I want proof," he said, his voice strangely calm. Valeria nodded. "We're trying. Kim is following the money trail, but Kc…" She hesitated. "Sebastian is a big player. If he finds out we're on to him—" "I don't care." Kc's voice was icy. "He's going to pay." Valeria lipped her bottom lip, and then asked sheepishly, "What are you going to do?"

” Kayley ~”What's up with the small talk Jackson? Jackson ~”I am just making conversation baby.” Kayley ~”You don't make just fucking conversation. What is up with you?” Jackson ~”Nothing baby.” Kayley ~”Don't fucking lie to me.” Jackson ~”I had one of my guys ask around.” Kayley ~”About Mancini?” Jackson ~”Yes.” Kayley ~”What is the problem?” Jackson ~”Someone snitched about Kathleen and Ricci.” Kayley ~”And the god damn prick thinks it was me?”

Two massive guards stood there, holding modified shotguns. "Toll?" The guard grunted, blocking the path. Jackson stepped into the dim light. His tuxedo was shredded, his face bruised. But his eyes were terrifying. "I am Jackson Sterling," he said calmly. "And I don't have time for tolls." The guard squinted. Then he laughed. "The Billionaire? On the TV news? I heard you blew yourself up. You got cash, dead man?" "I have something better," Kael stepped out from behind Jackson.

Roman said. “It’s perfect,” Drake agreed. “You’re perfect,” Jackson added. “And now we have a gift for you.” “I’ve been doing a little research,” Roman said. “And I was able to track down Trevor Cawyer—the tiger who killed your family.” Lana’s heart beat faster. “Yeah?” “We were going to take care of him for you,” Drake said in a tone that made it clear exactly what he meant by “take care of.” “But?” Lana asked. “But,” Jackson said gently, “he was already dead.”

I do a quick look at Yuri who is staring at me with a smirk along with a chain, that I didn't notice before, which was attached to my restraints. "It's cute that you think that you can escape." Jackson mumbled " We know all your tricks we watched you train the last couple of weeks with that curly red-haired. His wife is the one in the bed right... Say Yuri is Trevor still in the house?" Jackson says and I look at them wide-eyed as they both look at me with a smirk, Yuri takes out his phone and places a call putting it on speaker so I could listen. "Yes, Boss.." A gruff voice answers and I feel my heartbeat rattle in my chest in fear.

" He walked out of the sunroom, furious. Jake took an immediate interest in Ravena. Assuring her that she was OK, he removed his phone from his belt and closed the door. Ravena inhaled deeply. She needed to speak with the sheriff next. She was confident it would go as smoothly as the one with his deputy. But she needed to ask Lucian if he knew what happened to Trevor after Joe murdered Doc and Ritka. Lucian got home an hour later, and Ravena, eager to see his uncle, threw the salad items in the bowl and raced to visit him as Tom was cooking lasagna in the kitchen. "Can you arrange for me to speak with Sheridan?" she said.

“Madelaine Jackson is not the killer. My team in Sidburg, William and Pavo Hatcher know all about this. In fact, Mr. William and Mr. Pavo were the ones who ordered them killed. I have all the evidences, from the contract and the money they offered me for doing this job. I have it all with me. They are in my cabinet, hidden in a safe box with the passcode of my son’s birthday. I have been working with them for a long time, doing all the dirty works not to be caught by the police. My team had done an undercover mission, and one of us was killed because of me. I reported that undercover mission. And so when I killed the Jacksons, I was backed up with not only the Nightcrawlers, but also with my

“You’re deeply nuts! The Mason family and I are your targets. Well, here’s a suggestion: You free him. And I'll prepare a helicopter and money for you to leave Sapphire City. What do you think?” “I’m not a fool! What should I do if you tampered with the helicopter?” Sofia sneered. Cedrick squinted and hit dial secretly. He had asked Eason to arrange a sniper. Trevor, in fact, was the target of the sniper. Trevor, an excellent killer, used to be a mercenary. Cedrick had told Eason that the sniper could fire at Trevor without instructions if Trevor threatened his and Catelyn’s lives. And he would deal with that as long as Trevor was alive.

Without another word, she pulled her hand free And ran. Trevor didn’t chase her, He simply watched her disappear. Then slowly, he pulled out his phone. “He’s still watching her,” he said once the call connected. “Just like I predicted. Put a tail on him. I want every movement tracked.” “Yes, boss,” came the reply. “And Dominic…” Trevor added, his tone turning colder. “Get me everything on Claudia Jackson. I’ve sent her details already.” “Understood.” The call ended. Trevor lowered his phone, his expression thoughtful.