Watching Jax: A Suspenseful Christian Romance Novel by T.K. Chapin

Watching Jax: A Suspenseful Christian Romance Novel by T.K. Chapin

Author:T.K. Chapin [Chapin, T.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Branch Publishing
Published: 2022-06-22T16:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 27

JAX

AFTER DOING A SOLID PERIMETER check at the park, I headed over to Ezekiel’s house. I didn’t know what to expect knocking on the door. Folding the piece of paper with the address for Ezekiel’s grandmother, I slipped it in my back pocket and waited patiently for someone to answer.

The door unlocked and creaked open.

A sickly-looking lady with a dark complexion and a cough of death peeked out through the broken screen door.

“Who are you?” she said, her English broken.

“I’m Jax. You must be Ezekiel’s grandmother. Gloria?”

“What’s it to you?”

“I heard Ezekiel wasn’t coming to the park and I wanted to come over and see him. I was really looking forward to seeing him again today. I met him down at the basketball courts a couple of days back.”

“He doesn’t want to see you.”

I tilted my head as I didn’t believe a word she said. “What?”

“He told me all about basketball the other day with you Americanos. He said you guys were all going to be gone soon and he doesn’t want to see you anymore.”

My heart splintered at her words. They rang true, but hurt nonetheless.

“Okay. Well, just let him know I stopped by and to come by the park if he changes his mind.”

She nodded but didn’t speak another word before shutting the door.

As I walked off the broken steps of the porch and down the cement path to the sidewalk, I turned and looked up at the window on the second level. Beside a dirty yellow curtain, I saw Ezekiel’s eyes looking down.

I waved up at him, but he loosed the curtain from his fingers, letting it fall back to its place.

Though I had protected countless clients over the years and had been in some intense situations, I wasn’t ready for that. The little boy I couldn’t stop thinking about and who had touched my heart in such a way had no interest in ever seeing me again. Painful as it was, I did understand the kid’s reasoning. All we Americans would be gone soon enough, and then life would go back to the way it had always been for him—alone. His grandmother would still be dying and his parents still dead.

Getting back into the van, I headed to the church to pick up Chelsea and the others to take them to the park.



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