Bernard bowed politely as the man pulled him back; in contrast to his arrogant attitude towards Jasper earlier, he immediately complied with that man. Jasper wondered who that man was, and to his surprise, instead of making him afraid, he was pleased when he saw the man step inside. "Hayden!" said Jasper in a cheerful tone. But instead of responding to Jasper's greeting, Hayden looked at Bernard and other Max's subordinates. He had ignored Jasper for the second time this morning; what a terrible record. Meanwhile, someone appeared from behind Hayden. He was one of his subordinates. Jasper knew him well; his name was Fort, and they were a roommate. "There you are, Jasper. We have been looking for you everywhere," he said while smiling. Fort tried to melt the atmosphere that was starting to heat up between his boss and Bernard, even though all they did was stare at each other. And as we expected, his efforts were in vain; Fort's words flew by like a small gust of wind in the
Hayden knew Max well; he knew Max would never have put a camera or voice recorder in the head bodyguard's bedroom without telling him and Owen. In fact, even when Jefferson was still sleeping with them, Max didn't put anything, even though Hayden knew how badly Max wanted to. So there shouldn't be anything for Hayden to worry about. They can talk comfortably in the bedroom and don't need to get stuck in a confusing situation in the bathroom. But no, Hayden's wild mind kept him from doing it. His mind told Hayden that Max could have done that because he felt uncomfortable with Owen. And now, the burden on Max's mind increases with Jasper, automatically making him distrust Hayden. Since everyone knows they are dating, people count Hayden as the same person as Jasper. Despite the fact that Hayden often doesn't know anything about what Jasper is doing, he must still accept the consequences, exactly like what just happened earlier. Meanwhile, Jasper looked the other way. Unlike Hayd
Jefferson knew he would be called into the deputy chief's office to speak. So along the way, in his black mini car, Jefferson thinks about the answers to the questions the deputy chief of police might ask. He tried to think of the best possible explanation while struggling to focus while driving on the busy city streets.Mainly when Willie was shot. It didn't kill him, but it made Jefferson feel guilty. Ignoring Cliff's suggestion to go home and rest at home, he simply climbed into the ambulance and accompanied Willie. He stayed in the hospital for two days.Everyone knew his stubborn temper, so no one tried to force Jefferson to go home and rest. He just came home yesterday, and that's because the doctor has stated that Willie can go home.Willie has three days off, and he decided to spend his day off with his beloved dog, Alto. While Jeff chose to go to the office.Jefferson was a little worried, his steps weren't as steady as usual, and his back was a little hunched. Even as soon a
The restaurant was busy that night. The restaurant is famous in their city. This restaurant has been running for three generations, and now the owner is the grandson of the first restaurant founder. Almost all residents who have lived in this city know about the restaurant. This restaurant sells traditional Chinese food, no matter how many modern restaurants and cafes are open in their city. This restaurant still stands strong, serving its loyal customers and now their children. Jefferson was one of them, and he used to go to this restaurant with his mom and dad on the weekends when they were free. His father was a policeman, his mother was a make-up artist, while Jefferson was a student. Because of their work, they rarely had free time at the same time as Jefferson.
Dinner ended late at night, and Jefferson had to drive Willie to his house first, so he got home about one in the morning. But Jefferson left for the office at precisely seven in the morning with giant eye bags and a dark gaze as if a cloud of mist had covered his face. Willie still resting in his house, Howard and Malvin were assigned somewhere, and Jefferson passed them as they walked out of the office. They didn't see Jefferson because they were so busy getting ready, and Jefferson didn't greet them even though he saw them. This was an incredible opportunity to get away from those two nosy people; they always had time to make fun of Jefferson, no matter how busy they were. It seemed, today, he could work without any disturbance by anyone. And it's a good thing, though. But just as he turned on his laptop, Tom walked over to his desk. Mr. Tucker wanted him to go to his room whenever he had free time; he said there was something he wanted to talk about, but it was not urgent. J
The market opens earlier than almost anything in this world because the market is a place to look for anything, especially food that must be fresh when sold, or the price can drop drastically. Usually, the markets close earlier than almost anything else in the world; most markets don't open twenty-four hours, either.So Jefferson decided to leave his home early. But unfortunately, he only found a middle-aged woman who was shopping for their groceries on the third floor. While on the first and second floors were empty, only a few people were seen opening their shops while yawning and even Jefferson saw someone sleeping on a wooden table.Jefferson also found The Coffee Cup, but it was still sleeping. And it seemed that no matter how hard Jefferson tried to wake it up, it wouldn't wake up.But Jefferson decided
Unfortunately, the three strangers were still in the cafe until Jefferson and Troy paid for their orders and went to the cafeteria on the second floor because they would meet Jaxon and Andrew there. Jefferson didn't have much time to talk with his first friend. "Many rumors are circulating. Several agents believe they are members of another mafia, as Mr. Tucker told you. They want to get information from the police because they feel we know more than they do. We don't know where they got the information about new officers." Jefferson nodded as they walked up the stairs to the second floor. "That's weird. How can they be so sure if we have more information?" Troy shrugged his shoulders. "I don't get it either, but there are other assumptions about them, but the scariest one is the assumption that they are Homer and Hugo's men to investigate us. Let's hope this isn't true." Jefferson gulped hard. He didn't want to imagine that Homer and Hugo had managed to investigate him and the o
Jefferson decided to go home.He felt that going to the office and thinking Malvin and Howard would annoy him in this mood was not a good choice either. After all, since the robbery at the diamond shop yesterday, Jefferson rarely relaxed at his house.His house seemed to be just a place to sleep because he could spend time in the office from morning to midnight. And fate had to bring him and him together while chilling with Willie in the park. How funny it was when at that time, they searched for them with all their might, but they never met and instead met when they weren't looking.They and all the other criminals deserved to be caught; even though there were cases that had gone unsolved for years and were obsolete and forgotten, Jefferson always prayed that these cases would come to light, or at least he could find his own way to justice.Jefferson was greeted by the calm and pleasant ambiance in his home; even though he was in the middle of a busy and overcrowded city, his house f