
Jack and Becca exchanged looks. Letting time stop. Jack spoke a thousand languages. It seemed like he was again reluctant to give an explanation.
"I-i"
"Here you go, I have found the answer. Your eyes can't lie!" Becca accidentally cuts off Jack's words, because she feels so sure.
Trings...
Suddenly the phone rang. This causes Becca and Jack to stop talking. Jack hurried up from his seat, and immediately picked up the phone. She stood her back to Becca and focused on interacting with someone who contacted her.
Becca sighed. He thinks it's impossible to get an explanation from Jack's own mouth. The tall-bodied man was stubborn, and would definitely not want to tell the truth. As a result, Becca immediately stood up, intending to look around Jack's house. Her curiosity is too hot. Especially after he realized that his heart had fallen for Jack.
'Most likely, she hid everything on the second floor, ' Becca's inner self as she slowly stepped up the stairs. His head occasionally turned towards Jack, to make sure the man was still busy with the phone.
Becca circulated her gaze to several points of the room. Hope to find something about Jack. But he didn't find anything important. Even in Jack's study.
Now only Jack's room remains unchecked. Becca actually felt unsure of being able to get something there. For he has also been there many times, but nothing attracts his attention.
Becca moved her legs lazily. He's been in Jack's room. Honestly, the shadow when he and Jack make out immediately crossed his head. The girl was only able to shake firmly to wake herself up.
Next Becca goes deeper and notices every corner of Jack's room. Eventually, he opened the closet.
In Jack's room there are two large cabinets available. Both are white bone, but have different wood carvings. The first closet Becca opened, was just full of clothes. But when he opened the second closet, Becca's eyes immediately rounded perfectly, because the state of the closet was empty. There was no clothes in it.
"Squeen!" muttered Becca, then fumbled into the closet. Becca again widened her eyes when she found a handle on the inside of the closet, precisely at the right end. He was very sure that what he was holding was something like a doorknob. Nah! it really is a doorknob.
Jackpot for Becca, because she has found Jack's secret room. Without a second thought, he immediately opened the door of the room. Then shut the closet door again.
Becca is greeted with an apparition of Jack's many clothes. In addition, there are also some male accessories as a complement. Like watches, wallets and shoes. The clothing brand owned by Jack is not playing, because all his belongings are from famous brands.
"What is Jack the rich man in disguise?" becca said, speaking to herself. His cheeks suddenly became red. Jack is a rich man like a prince who has fallen in love with him.
Becca continued to walk inside, and her excitement faded away, as she watched the many weapons neatly arranged before her. Right, the cover of his impromptu tour was very shocking. Becca's assumption of Jack is a rich man in disguise, instantly changing.
In addition to many weapons, there is also a computer with a table. Becca thinks that where she is now, it's Jack's actual workspace.
Becca sits in front of the computer. He tried to figure out everything through the advanced machine that was now in front of him.
On the other hand, Jack had just hung up on her. He showed a pouting face. Because the police who had asked him to talk on the phone, really upset him.
"Becca, I got-" Jack paused his words when he didn't see Becca on the couch. His forehead carved a frown. He moved his eyesight in all directions. Becca's whereabouts remain undiscovered.
'Did he go?' jack wondered. He also did not forget to observe towards Becca's house.
"Beca?" call Jack while looking up at the stairs. "Maybe he's gone..." Jack thinks Becca has left his house. The man went into the bathroom to clean himself up. He is not at all suspicious of Becca's sudden disappearance. For him, if the girl could come suddenly, then he might just be able to leave in the same way.
After about five minutes of cleaning, Jack came out of the bathroom, wearing a towel around his waist. He walked towards the changing room, or rather the secret room he had been hiding so well. Or so he thought until now.
Becca gasped in shock, when she heard the door open. His heart suddenly beat very fast. Because he just found something surprising after browsing the computer. Right, he now knows who Jack really is. His feelings for the man were doubtful, because Jack was someone who could be considered dangerous.
Becca takes one of the weapons nearby. He did it to protect himself, just in case Jack suddenly tried to hurt him.
"Becca! what are you doing?!!" jack said with wide eyes. He caught Becca. Jack tries to get closer, but is stopped, because Becca has put a gun on him.
"I know everything! you're a criminal!" becca. His eyes began to dew, as his heart and brain were in a great fight.
"Calm Becca..." Jack raised both his hands while glancing at the computer screen. There he can see his e-mail, which contains orders regarding his duties.
After making sure, Jack turned his eyeballs back toward Becca. He tried to convince the girl whose trust had wavered.
"Becca, I'm a fugitive. But that was before.not now! trust me. Don't you want to hear the explanation?" said Jack is still in a state of hands raised to the top.
Becca was silent for a moment. He really needs an explanation. As a result he prefers the opinion of his heart and ignores all logic in his brain. Jack's words managed to tear Becca down, until the girl stopped pointing a gun.
"Okay, I'll put on my shirt first. You can wait outside." Jack gave me advice.
"No! I'll stay right here. You just change clothes, after all, all the clothes are behind you!" reply Becca, refuse raw. He still can't believe Jack. The proof is that Becca is now standing in front of a line of guns, afraid that Jack will take one of them to attack her.
"All right!" Jack had to approve Becca. He immediately took off his towel without warning.
Becca who saw the back turned around. His face turned red.