A New Face in Town
You may not like this chapter as well as you liked the first two chapters but I thought it was a necessary chapter for it introduces Jack Atwood, Ryan's Father.
Jack Atwood stepped out of the jail and took a breath of fresh air. He was free, finally free. Now it was time to take care of some business. His oldest son Trey came and visited him, told him of the Cohens and what great people they were. How they took in Ryan without question. How they made him part of the family, another son. His only thought to that was how dare they? How could they just steal him away from him? Just like that? It wasn't right, and it shouldn't even be legal.
He wasn't only angry at Mr. And Mrs. Cohen but he was pissed at Ryan for abandoning him. How many times did that kid visit him in jail? None! At least Trey had the courtesy to not forget where he came from and visited him from time to time. Ryan had to learn a lesson. He had to learn and understand that Jack Atwood, otherwise known as Big Jack, was still his father. That Jack was still in charge. And Jack was determined to teach that to Ryan, however far he has to go.
An old convertible drove up his feet. His girlfriend Jolene was there. At least Jolene had the decency to wait for him and stay by his side even though he was married to Dawn while he was sleeping with her. Marrying that bitch Dawn was a mistake, he thought as he got into the car. Dawn of course showed know interest in him after she divorced him and left him to rot in jail while she picked up her life and married A.J his old friend. He laughed when he heard that A.J kicked Ryan out and that Dawn left him. He knew that would happen. One person that A.J always hated was Ryan. He didn't mind Trey cause Trey was one of them. But Ryan, Ryan he hated. And now for the first time Jack could understand why.
Jolene popping some bubble gum: Ready to have some fun? She grinned at with a knowingly smile.
Jack grabbing the bottle of vodka in the car: Later, got some business to take care of in Orange County.
Jolene: What in the hell kinda business could you have in that shit hole Orange County?
Jack: It's personal. Jolene shrugged
Jolene: All right, whatever. Got nothing better to do. She sped off with the tires squealing while he drank his vodka, God he forgot how good it tasted, and watched her change directions to Orange County a place where its sunny every day. A place where the rich hung out, a place where nothing bad ever happened. A place of peace and serenity
Jack grinning to himself:Orange County, prepare to meet your match. Jolene looked at him oddly but said nothing as she popped in a CD and sang along to Pink as they headed into paradise.