Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 408

Listening to Gregory spill the beans, I could not help but wonder, "You call him 'Officer Jackson'? Isn't Mrs. Newman your mom?" I mean, Officer Jackson and Mrs. Newman were married, so why was Gregory a Long instead of a Jackson?

He bit his lip and let me in on his story, "My real dad's last name was Long. Officer Jackson was his buddy. My dad was killed on duty when I was just ten, and Officer Jackson stepped in to look after me and my mom, and they ended up together."

Ah.

I gave him a look and said, "So, your dad was a cop too?"

A family of blue bloods, all three of them. He nodded, his face clouding over, "Yeah, he was taken out by some bad guys on the border."

I bit my lip. The border was a tough place, full of risks. To keep our home safe, every year we lose so many brave souls out there. Consequently, many families were left missing dads, sons, daughters, moms, and whole lineages of valiant hearts.

"I just can't buy that Lucas is that lucky. He slipped through our fingers once, but there is no way he is dodging the bullet this time," I said, locking eyes with Gregory. "I owe it to Officer Jackson to settle the score, and settle it I will."

Gregory gave me a wry smile. "I heard he's planning to put a ring on your finger. Keeping an enemy so close, even in bed? Lucas must have a death wish."

I bit my lip. Nobody knew better than me how much Lucas feared the reaper.

The sound of a long, blaring horn cut through the air. Sharing a knowing look, Gregory and I could not help but crack up.

"He's arrived!" Gregory exclaimed, peering out the window. A yacht, decked out with the national flag, was making its way toward us.

I caught sight of it too.

The person we had been waiting for was finally here, and the thrill of it had us both itching to bolt from the cabin and sync up with the cops waiting on the other side.

The moment we swung the cabin door open, however, a sinister gun was jammed against Gregory's temple. It all happened so fast, I gasped. When I realized it was Lucas at the door, my heart lurched.

How on earth did he track us down so fast?

With the gun to his head, Gregory was forced back inside. Lucas, with those dark eyes squinting at me, had a look that could curdle milk. "Yvette, it looks like I've been too soft on you," he said.