Licking her parched lips slowly she prayed for some miracle to get her out of this. Clark smiled at her. "Whatever you have going on behind that pretty mane of hair don't even think about it. Making a move now would ensure that your son never sees you alive again." Her heart nearly stopped beating. How did this guy know about her son? More importantly how did he know Darien? They were all good questions that Jordan felt she was about to find out the answers to but at what price? "How do you know so much?" He laughed again. "Since you are about to die anyway I guess it would not hurt to let you in on all the dirt. Your husband did business with me. The frequent trips he took were for his operation down in south beach. I would bring the merchandise in and he would distribute it to all his customers. He decided to weed me out of the loop by getting the goods himself. I don't like being cut out of a million dollars every year." Clark grew silent letting the information sink in. Jordan could not believe what she was hearing. All the business trips all the money. Everything was what… drug money? "I decided to do him in because he betrayed my trust and that's something I just can't let happen in my line of work." Your line of work ha. She thought to herself. Who did this guy think he was God or something? She would be damn if she would let him kill her and get away with it. She had to do something but thought seemed to elude her at that moment. Jordan stood there dumbfounded. "Well I guess it's time to get this over with so I can move on to your son and that friend of yours. I know if I do you then she'll have every investigator in the United States here. Don't worry I'll kill them fast so they won't know what hit'em. Maybe blow up the house or something." Jordan's stomach turned with the thought of her son dying without her. Clark raised the gun and Jordan stood there frozen her thoughts floating to Cody and knowing that she was about to die and there was no way to warn Alex about Clark. "Say good-bye Jordan Mackenzie." Jordan closed her eyes as the gun fired.
"Jordan, are you okay?" I must be dreaming she thought. Opening her eyes slowly she looked up into the face of Officer Greer. "Am I dead?" Officer Greer simply laughed. "Of course not, you just passed out." Remembering the gunshot she started checking herself. "Relax I got him before he could get you. I have a full confession from him." "But how? I mean he fired his gun." "No I came in as he was telling you everything so I know what happened. When he raised his gun to shoot you I fired first and then backup arrived to take him straight to jail. I got about halfway to the station when they told me that he was missing and that Andy had a huge lump on the side of his head and no weapon. That's when I decided to talk to you and escort you personally to the airport. When I got here of course I talked to the lady at the front desk and ask her if you had checked out and she said no that you had a visitor though. She gave me a description and I knew immediately that it was that Clark fellow from the other day. I called for back-up then had the manager open the door for me." Jordan smiled weakly. "I'm so glad that you came back. Who knows what might have happened. Thank you. I do believe I would like that ride to the airport if you don't mind." He smiled reassuringly. "Sure. I still think that we should have someone go with you just in case there were two of them." "I will be fine. Besides I really don't think he had anyone else working with him. I think that he simply hired some local thug guys to do a few jobs but nothing more." He sighed. "Well just the same we intend to call the police department in Webster and some of the surrounding counties and inform them of the situation. The more people who know the safer you and your family will be." Jordan smiled gratefully. "If you don't mind I'd like to change and then we can go. The airline said I could be on the next flight and it leaves at eight o'clock. Officer Greer walked out of the room closing the door behind him.