Chapter 67: Jack's Jazz...Wrong Reason; Right One

Allan Black looked at his watch. He looked around waiting but his patience was limited. Reaching for his cell phone he dialed the very familiar number. The ringing was right beside him. He disconnects looking into the solemn face.

“You are late,” he scowled.

“I am sorry, sir.”

“Get in the bloody car Jazz.”

Jazz climbed without further words into the passenger seat. The car immediately pulled away from the curb. She just looked straight ahead not saying a word. After a few minutes Allan placed his hand on her leg to test her reaction. She didn’t even stir a muscle. She just kept looking ahead.

“Jazz,” he said her name firmly.

“Yes sir,” she said without emotion.

“Tell me that you like me,” he orders.

“I like you, sir.”

“Tell me that you find me sexy,”

“You are sexy sir,”

“Jazz you belong with me now,”

“I belong with you sir,”

Allan laughed since he can’t believe his luck. He quickly drove towards his new apartment.

Eva also pulled away from the curb. She curiously followed