The Wrath of Jordan Jefferson
t in critica
New York like dry leaves catching fire. Every major news station, ev
s might never rem
of the grand leather chair in the sitting room, sipping freshly brewed tea. Her eyes did
in Ezra's name. Her heartbeat quickened not from concern, but from excitement. With Ezra finally out of the way, she would step in ful
and allowed herself
ed the living room slowly, her shoes m
chest, but the confidence she usually
nst boardroom storms. But now, with him in a hospital bed, the
everything co
ooming fear that the company, Bennett Industries, might slip through her fingers. Investors would
e in her life, Zo
haos, Jordan
n his hand moved slowly over the roof of the black SUV, but his mind wasn't really on the t
as a man to imp
only person who ever gave hi
othingness. Given him a
last window, he hear
oice rang out like a
d and st
make sure this entire house is clean. And go into my room, pick the clothes I dropped
e. He didn't trus
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Ezra's bed. His face was pale, his lips dry. Tubes ran across hi
Esther sat stiffly at the edge of the chair
aze swept the room. When he didn
o sit with him. Jordan who brought soup in a flask. Jordan who asked if
ra's li
s Jordan?"
Her back st
he replied, quickly forcing a smil
ness in his gaze returned, even if jus
eat him like the human being that he is. That boy means more t
ble something under her breat
tepped i
e room, then landed
rrounded by tubes. Not fighting for breath. His th
leaving the chores unfinished, but she held back. Some
it up the mom
that shocked everyone, he pushed himself
e nurse cried,
ly at Jordan with a kind of fire no one expecte
Esther and Zoe off with a ti
argue, but one stern look from Ezra sile
. His heart beating
iven him everything. And now h
ched for
e. "I don't know how long I have. But there's
's eye
say tha
mpany, this legacy. I've poured everything into it. But the only person
od still,
le asset I have. When I'm gone... I want it all to be y
ept for the rhythmic beep