CLARA'S POV
I had wanted to discuss it with my son for a long time. But I don't know how to go about it. I know his personality and what he wants and accepts.
But I couldn't keep quiet and watch. I want my son to be happy just like every mother would.
It's been years now after the death of Rachel and Jordan isn't thinking about finding himself another woman.
I know he loves Rachel and she felt great about him as well. But he can't keep living like this.
Five years have passed and Jordan has not stopped thinking about Rachel. I know in his line of duty, getting married might be optional.
But I don't want my son remaining a single father forever. He has to get another woman and find happiness again.
As I sat before him, I was thinking of the choice of words to convey my message when finally I started like this;
" Jordan, there are things in this life we wished never happened. Something we would never have allowed to happen if we have the power to stop it from happening.
Things like death. None of us have the power to stop it when it's about to take our loved ones away.
If it was a physical battle, we would have fought to the last drop of our blood. If it was financially, we would have stopped it, using our entire wealth and properties.
But alas, we could only try, struggle to prevent it, hire the best surgeon and spend whatever needed to be spent, but we cannot give the final verdict.
It's been five years and over since Rachel died. We all miss her, Jora, You , myself and everyone she ever came in contact with.." I paused.
I sighed audibly and glanced at Jordan, his face was calm but I know his heart is in pain. He still feels her absence despite a few years having passed. But his heart never stopped grieving.
Meanwhile I had to continue " We love her very much but we have been separated when her heart stops beating. She became an immortal and we are still on this side of mortality.
We need to forget about her and move on with our lives. I mean you have to let go and let in someone else in your heart.
You've been grieved, hurt, mourn and sob quietly. But Jordan, you need to keep living if not for your family but for your daughter.
You need to embrace life with another woman. You need to give Jora the warmth of a mother, and that is what I might not be able to give her.
She needs to be like every proper child who grows under the wings of her parents. The memories that Rachel had left behind will remain evergreen in our hearts.." I coaxed.
Only I can be this worried for Jordan. Jackson is not interested in me mentioning the name Jordan in his ears.
He wouldn't want to have anything to do with him and already concluded that Martha, Jordan's little sister was going to get every one of his properties because she married a man he recommended for her.
Jordan has been disowned already in his heart and what can I do? I've been caught between making a choice between my husband and my Son.
The latter deserves to be happy and be allowed to make his decisions in the choice of paths he wants in this life.
But Jackson wants to control his life entirely just like he was doing to Martha. Her daughter was just like a zombie, and going every way Jackson ordered her and her husband.
They don't have a say or thought of their own. They follow whichever path Jackson decides for them and keeps flowing along with his tides.
But Jordan is not like Martha, stupid and brainless like them. That's why Jackson never seemed to be bothered by his son's happiness.
"Thank you mum. But I can't say anything to all you just said. Falling in love with another woman is something that is totally off my mind.
I don't have interest in getting entangled with anyone else. Rachel died because she was protecting me . I can't get involved with another woman to endanger her life as well.
My life is always on the line each time I go on operations. I have enough haters and enemies who seek to hunt me down or attack those close to me.
Getting married and having a woman is discovering another loophole in my life where they can easily strike me.
I am satisfied with having Jora as my child. I am not seeking to have another child with any woman. I just want to live freely and be flexible.
Jora remains in this house until she's of age to mix with other people. I can't take her to live with me, I can't endanger her life as well"Jordan replied.
I saw beyond his words, his pain and his determination. I couldn't say anything again. We all know he lost his wife because she was protecting him.
They tried to get him through Rachel. But she was strong and determined to see Jordan saved and despite being heavily pregnant then, she remained mute which earned her inhuman treatment.
Only when she was dying was she dumped in front of Jordan's house and his servants found their madam and alerted Jordan.
"If you don't want to have more kids, I won't pressure you to do so. But I am also concerned about your emotional needs. Don't you have sexual desires?" I asked.
He is my son, I shouldn't be mincing words asking him about his sexual orientation. A man has needs. Hasn't he be having sex after Rachel died or does he go to women randomly and do it?
" I do mum, a lot. But I get myself busy and I usually suppress it. I hadn't done it with anyone else besides Rachel.." Jordan replied to me, and I was dumbfounded.
A young man like him stays without a woman for over five years? I looked around the room as if I was just stepping into it for the first time.
I don't know what to say and standing up I reminded him that he should try and let go. I said goodnight and left his room.
Next morning, Jordan decided to take his daughter out after breakfast. Just to spend some time together and visit places.They arrived at the amusement park and Jora saw other children playing around happily in Company of their parents.She stood and admired them. She wants to play around too and mix with other children. She unknowingly tucked on Jordan.Jordan saw her eyes, glued to the children running around the swirling wheel. He whispered"do you want to join those children?"Jora held her father's palm and gave it a little squeeze. She looked up at him and nodded. She smiled and Jordan squatted." Now, if you must play with those ch
JORDAN'S POVI suspect everyone I don't know or remember crossing paths with . When I saw a lady get close to my daughter, I took a few strides and arrived behind her.I couldn't strike but waited to see what she was up to. Jora was smart like I educated her.She didn't say anything to the lady nor kept her smile. She drew backwards when the latter squatted in front of her.She identified a stranger like I had told her in the past, never to go carefree or smiling to a stranger.A stranger might be there to harm her. She must be careful and apply wisdom and distance first before defending herself.&
When Jordan arrived at the airport, he was checked in and took his seat. He would be in Newton city in forty minutes time.He looked at his wristwatch and knew he would arrive at the exact time and head straight to the superintendent's office.As he sat down, he closed his eyes briefly and was lost in thought. He wanted to investigate who that lady was.He doesn't feel good that he was leaving Abuja so soon. He wished he had another one week to spend, he would have found out who she is.He would call his mother and tell her to ensure she protects Jora very well. He doesn't feel safe with anyone unknown to him.Rachel was kidnapped back then an
JORDAN'S POVI least expected to see her on the plane. I heard someone talk about not wanting to believe that someone was trailing her and opened my eyes.Who was talking and to whom? But the fellow I saw was that lady from the previous day. She? Not again!I looked at her and saw her sit properly adjusting herself and putting her dark shade on. Why do I have to meet her again?Was it a mere coincidence or our paths kept lying together? A weak grin appeared on my lips.I told her I wouldn't mind trailing her. But she suddenly became reserved. As if she wasn't the one who spoke a few minutes ago.&n
Jordan was standing expressionless. He is long used to seeing them argue. If one does not oppose the other, the other would create another avenue for argument.Jordan had long been used to them and sometimes it makes working with them exciting. But he loves them the way they are because in line of duty they are best at brainstorming together.They know when to be serious and when to be frivolous. Kunle and Isabella had a past but the former still loves her.He didn't get to know exactly what led to their break up, but somehow, Kunle still had a thing for her in his heart." They stopped arguing and stood before Jordan, they made a salute and walked closer.&nbs
Jordan hissed between gritted teeth. Silly boy, he doesn't know what he meant by knowing something."Nosy '' he murmured under his breath and Kunle chuckled aloud. He had said things that Jordan does not seem interested in.He shrugged and looked towards Tina "You are welcome once again detective Tina" he said stretching his hand and taking hers gently."Thank you detective Kunle,"Tina replied and smiled faintly. She doesn't smile often. Not because she is a detective but because it's just her, she is not the smiling type.Some said she's hard judging by her facial expression while some felt she is being arrogant. Whatever, she is Tina Smith and that's what matters to her.
The detectives asked her if the Chief had been notified. She said she couldn't reach him but his assistant received the message and promised to inform him.But she was still waiting to receive calls from him. He hadn't called her yet. She was sobbing quietly and sniffling.She took a tissue and cleaned her tears. She felt bad. She is the only child she's got and at her age, where does she start from?Jordan looked at her and shook his head. Death meant nothing to him anymore. After Rachel died, he felt the world had come to an end. He had sobbed, mourned and felt like he should die as well.It's been years, but he is still mourning her secretly. He still thinks about her and wishes she was there with
There is something odd about that. A mother referring them to someone else to find answers? That's absurd.She wants to know what's behind that situation. Now the woman has lost her only child. The daughter is gone and she doesn't have any pleasant memories to look back to and remember the times she had with her daughter.She wished she grew up to know her mother. She was barely one when her mother died. She died from being crushed by a reckless driver.She believed the cock and bull story until a few years ago when she discovered a secret. She had decided to go into the military for that singular purpose.And now that is her primary duty. Joining the police force and working in the same team w