It was a nice evening in France Paris in March 2025, it has been almost a year since the Clockrah incident as the gang had moved on a little, there weren't much of crimes going on around the world as the gang had mostly worked at the L'oeil de l'étoile (The eye of the star) restaurant, it somewhat of a busy night, as the three boys were in the back alley taking break, as Dax is sitting on a plastic chair wearing a chef's outfit, Jordan smoking a cigarette with his back on the wall wearing black pants and tight black shirt, and Michael who's sitting in a chair wearing a suit, as the boys talk about football teams.

Jordan: "No you don't understand, Barcelona is not performing better than the last season, they keep on doing the same thing over and over which is let their guard down when they're ahead."

Dax: "So what they still win from time to time, doesn't mean they can't win any trophy."

Jordan: "With the 'lose by comeback' they going with its not!"

Michael: "The what? What do you mean Jordan."

Jordan: "I mean that Barcelona's main problem is when they're ahead winning they let the other team win because of their stupid decisions! Like listen, since they won the champions league in 2015 they had been losing games they were winning in first leg or first half, take the match against room, first leg 3-0 to Barcelona, second left, 0-3 to Rome, they won by away goals, Anfield, winning 3-1 against Liverpool, second leg, lost to Liverpool 0-3 as the score was 3-4, last year season, they won the first leg 3-2 against PSG, second leg they scored a goal which made it 4-2, and they let PSG score 4 goals as it turned into 4-6, and the last El-Classico match in La Liga, they were winning 2-1 against Real Madrid, they let them score 2 goals, with Bellingham scoring the third in the last minute! I mean I don't understand how anyone can support this team thats been struggling since 2015."

Dax: "Doesn't Carla support Barcelona?... even though she's from there."

Jordan: "I became a fucking therapist for her, every time they lose by a comeback she becomes depressed, and I have to console her... now let me tell you guys a secret, I honestly love Real Madrid, Barcelona's rival."

Dax: "Oh hell nah."

Michael: "Oh you're gonna die."

Jordan: "Im scared I might expose myself, she can tolerate me being a vigilante, but a Real Madrid lover? Prepare my funeral."

Suddenly the door opens as the main manager of the restaurant Antoine comes out and looks at Jordan and says.

Antoine: "Jordan, come inside, now."

Jordan: "What? I thought I wasn't supposed to be interrupted during my break."

Antoine: "It's important, we need you inside."

Jordan: "Is there a fight or something?"

Antoine: "An Interpol officer is asking to see you, and she doesn't like to be kept waiting."

Jordan smiles as he realizes the situation as the boys go.

Dax & Michael: "Oooooooooo, she's here!"

Jordan: "Speak of the devil, don't worry Antoine, it's nothing you should worry about."

Jordan goes inside as Antoine is left confused he looks at the boys and asks.

Antoine: "What's this about?"

Dax: "That Interpol officer is a girl that he's been seeing for a while now."

Michael: "Her name is Carla Lopez, she's the inspector, don't worry she won't arrest him, she probably came cause she missed him."

Antoine: "I knew Jordan was a ladies man but to pull a woman like that? I gotta give him a raise for that."

As Jordan heads inside the restaurant he looks around to try and find someone special, as he finds her sitting on a table for two by the window looking at the menu, as Jordan comes up to her and says.

Jordan: "Hello ma'am, would you like to order anything?"

Putting down the menu reveals the face of Carla Lopez as she smiles at Jordan and says.

Carla: "I would like to have two plates of steak entrecote, a salad bowl, french fires aswell a bottle of wine."

Jordan: "Of course, anything else?"

Carla: "Id like to take 5 minutes of your time, actually maybe your whole shift if it's possible."

Jordan: "We'll see if thats available on the menu."

Jordan goes down as he kisses Carla on the lips and goes to the back of the restaurant saying.

Jordan: "I'll be back in a second."

As Jordan goes to give the order and explains to the manager why he has to take the shift off, the manager agrees as Jordan goes to sit down with Carla as he says.

Jordan: "Hey how ya been? I haven't seen you in a few days cause of your job what happened?"

Carla: "Oh don't get me started, for some reason the number of crooks had been rising up again on the streets, thieves, vandalism, assault and murder you name it."

Jordan: "That might be because of the reason why me and the boys don't go out as vigilantes that much."

Carla: "No I think you better stay out of it cause I have to chase you again, if you want the Interpol job is still open."

Jordan: "Im trying to step away a little from the vigilante gigs as much as I could, I only do it when I feel like no one else can do it."

Carla: "So you feel like hanging up the boots?"

Jordan: "Maybe... if I have to."

Carla: "Im not saying you should quit but what about your ancestors legacy?"

Jordan: "Thats what keeping me from retiring."

The waiter then arrives as he puts down the plates and the wine for the couple as Jordan looks at him and says.

Jordan: "Thanks Henry."

Carla: "Wow... I can never get enough of this food."

The two start to eat as Jordan says.

Jordan: "Thank you, Mike has to check if the chefs are doing a good job all the time, but he doesn't check Dax because he knows he won't mess up."

Carla: "It would be impossible to see him mess up... so how are your friends holding up?"

Jordan: "Mike has been... well better than I thought he would, he's handling the loss of his legs like a champ, a month after what happened he was already over it and treated it like he's always been like that his whole life, Dax and I still feel guilty about it."

Carla: "Jordan... it wasn't your fault, now one knew what was going to happen next, I mean your intentions weren't to hurt him or anything, but sometimes things don't go the way they want to, you just have to accept what happens, you can't always guilt trip yourself over these things you know?"

Jordan: "Maybe you're right... wow I still can't believe that Clockwerk is finally gone for good, it's impossible to believe it after a year."

Carla: "Yeah... you remember the long 2 hour conversation we had on that plan right?"

Jordan: "Yeah... you still mad about that?"

Carla: "No but... that conversation we had was actually being recorded the whole time."

Jordan: "Deadass?"

Carla: "Yup, the chief heard it all, along side some few officers aswell, even officer Walker, the man you talked to when you were arrested."

Jordan: "Yeah I remember that guy... so the chief knows about our affair?"

Carla: "He knew since the phone calls 2 years ago."

Jordan: "Back then he didn't know about me being Phoenix, and now he does... so what does he say about it?"

Carla: "He just teases me from time to time, whenever I leave work early he says something like, go tell Jordan I said hi, you should call Jordan he probably missed you, and worst of all don't forget protection."

Jordan starts to laugh a little as he puts his hand on his face.

Carla: "You stinking puta you got me in a fucked up situation, it's not only the chief but the officers who know about it."

Jordan laughs even more as he says.

Jordan: "Oh fuck this shit's actually funny."

Carla: "Thats my life you're talking about."

Jordan: "Okay okay... Sorry, here let me pour you some wine."

We cut to Jordan and Carla kissing in front of Carla's apartment building's floor as she giggles a little when he kisses her on the neck and on the lips, as Jordan says.

Jordan: "I missed you."

Carla: "Missed you too mi amor, guess I gotta go, we meet again next week?"

Jordan: "Whenever and wherever you like, I'll be there."

Carla: "Okay... see ya."

Jordan: "Bye."

As Jordan goes to leave, Carla stands by the door for a second before she turns to Jordan and says.

Carla: "Hey umm, isn't the walk to your apartment long?"

Jordan: "About 4 kilometers yeah... why?"

Carla: "I was thinking... if you wanna spend the night?"

Jordan looks at Carla surprised as he raises 1 eyebrow, (Sorry y'all don't get a narration of a sex scene, not really my style, so we cut to the morning) Jordan and Carla are sleeping on the bed half naked, as Carla's alarm goes off waking both of them up, as Carla stands up first seeing her only wearing panties, as she goes over to her closet and puts on a shirt, while Jordan slowly gets up, she looks at him and says.

Carla: "Buenos dias dormilon. (Good morning sleepyhead)"

Jordan: "Buenos dias, how you feeling?"

Carla: "Like a newborn woman, you?"

Jordan: "Like a thirsty man in the desert."

Carla: "Get up gringo, I'll make you some breakfast with coffee."

Carla leaves the room as Jordan rubs his eyes a little and looks around, seeing as his and her clothes are all around the room with some used condoms in the bin.

Carla: "You coming?"

Jordan: "Yeah just a sec."

Jordan then goes into the kitchen as Carla makes him breakfast and some coffee, after they finish breakfast as Jordan is helping Carla with cleaning he gets a call from his phone, he looks at it and sees that its from Michael, he answers it with a speaker and says.

Jordan: "Morning Mike, Im on speaker by the way.

Michael: "Jordan, we just got a letter for you."

Jordan: "If it's some type of bills just pay them from my account, if its some girl interested in me tell her Im in love with another woman, if it's a scam just get rid of it."

Michael: "Its a letter from a prisoner."

Carla: "A prisoner? What someone wants to take their revenge on Jordan?"

Michael: "No... the prisoner claims to know his father, Elliot Smith."

Jordan and Carla stop for a second as they look at eachother for a second, he then grabs the phone and says.

Jordan: "Knew my father? What are you talking about?"

Michael: "The guy claims to know your father and worked with him in the past, he said he's sending this message because of the rumors he heard about you from his inmates, he wants to see if your the real Jordan Smith."

Carla: "And what exactly does this prisoner want exactly? Cause he ain't walking out free, sorry Jordan even if he was your father's friend I can't let no prisoner walk free."

Jordan: "Chill now Im not breaking anyone out thats not my code, if he's prisoner that's fine, if he's innocent then maybe."

Michael: "He's not asking to be freed, he wants to meet you face to face."

Jordan: "Ok Mike now this is confusing as hell, can you the read the whole letter?"

Michael: "Fine... 'Mr Jordan Smith, or Phoenix whatever you call yourself, my name is Jim McSweeny, you may not remember me or your father might have not talked about me that much, but me and him go way back as we did the same jobs you do your age, Im sending this letter because I heard about the rumors of you from the new cellmates and I gotta say it got me interested, as it reminded me of jobs me and your father used to do back in the day, I figured you picked up the torch after what happened to your parents, Im sorry for your loss kiddo, Im in Vercossa prison, you probably know it since the criminals you fought are all sleeping there, come by and I will give you a test to see if your the real son of Elliot Smith, Im not looking for a prison breakout, but to tell you about an inheritance you were supposed to earn from your father, come see me when you can, Sincerely -Jim McSweeny.' Thats the letter."

Carla: "Vercossa prison? Thats the only prison where inmates aren't allowed to have visitors."

Jordan: "Maybe he wants to see if Im capable of breaking in, that way I can prove Im a descendant of the justice ancestors."

Carla: "Jim McSweeny... I never really heard about that name before."

Jordan: "Same... I don't really recall my dad mentioning his name, but he seems to know a thing or two about me and my dad."

Carla: "You want to visit him?"

Jordan: "That McSweeny says my dad some sort of a gift I was supposed to inherit, maybe it's something special or a specific from him... all I have are pictures of him and mom and the book, maybe its some sort of an object that holds a memory of him."

Michael: "Well I have to go, goodbye."

The phone call ends as Jordan is left curious while Carla is somewhat paranoid, as he looks at her and says.

Jordan: "Can you do me a favor? I want you to go check his file, see what he's done and how he got arrested."

Carla: "Okay, I'll call you when I can."

Jordan then puts on his clothes and kisses Carla on the lips as he through the door saying.

Jordan: "Thanks, Te amo!"

Carla: "Te amo!"

As Jordan leaves her apartment she goes back to cleaning the dishes as she says.

Carla: "Supongo que volveremos a los juegos del gato y el ratón. (I guess we're gonna go back to the cat and mouse games again.)"

We cut to few hours later as Jordan is in the restaurant looking over some papers to make sure the order for the supplies are in check, as he gets a call on his phone, he pulls it up as he looks at the name "'My favorite Interpol agent' with a heart" as he answers it saying.

Jordan: "Hey whats up."

Carla: "I got the files for Jim McSweeny like you asked."

Jordan: "Oh good! So tell me about him."

Carla: "The things he said checks out, it says here he was a vigilante working with a man names Dr.Kurt Maserati who they call Dr.M for short and your father Elliot Smith aswell."

Jordan: "Dr.Kurt Maserati? I haven't even heard anything about that man aswell."

Carla: "Basically you and the boys were the same as them, Dr.M was the brains like Michael, McSweeny was the muscle like Dax, and you're just like your father."

Jordan: "So we're the new gen and they're the old gen, never knew about that."

Carla: "Your father didn't have his own entry in the book?"

Jordan: "He didn't really talk much about his job, it's more of what he did, he never mentioned his friends."

Carla: "It says here that he hasn't done any vigilante work since 2001, but he decided to confess in 27th of September 2009, he claims that he deserves to be in prison for his sins."

Jordan: "Thats... few days after my parents died..."

Carla: "Im sorry about that... you think he handed himself over because of what happened to your parents?"

Jordan: "I don't know... only way I can find out is that by paying him a visit."

Carla: "Fine... I have to put in a word with the chief about it, promise me you won't do anything dangerous but visit him."

Jordan: "Promise, okay I gotta go I need to check over all the supplies we need for the restaurant."

Carla: "Have a good day."

Jordan: "You too."

As Jordan hangs up the phone, we cut to chief Taylor in his office signing some paperwork, as he gets a knock on the door.

Chief Taylor: "Come in."

Carla then enters the room as she sits down infront of the chief, he looks at her and says.

Chief Taylor: "Inspector Lopez, is there anything I can help you with."

Carla: "Chief do you know about a man named Jim McSweeny?"

Chief Taylor: "I heard about him, he used to be in a vigilante gang in the 90's like Jordan and his friends were, why?"

Carla: "He sent a letter to Jordan saying that he used to work with his father, says that he wants to see if he's the real son Elliot Smith, he wants Jordan to visit him in prison because he claims that his father had left him a gift to inherit but Jordan never knew about it."

Chief Taylor: "Excuse me? What if he's fooling Jordan? What if he wants to break out?"

Carla: "He said he didn't wanna break out, I read his file and he says that he handed himself over in 2009 Summer, claims that he deserved to be in prison for his sins, that was after Jordan's parents were killed, he doesn't want a prison breakout but to see if Jordan is really Elliot's son, and to tell him about the thing he's supposed to inherit."

Chief Taylor: "Okay and why are you telling me this?"

Carla: "I just feel like I need to tell you about it incase something happens, so that if things don't go to plan it'll my responsibility."

Chief Taylor: "Fine... you can go."

Carla: "Thank you Chief."

As Carla is walking out of his room, the chief says.

Chief Taylor: "Hope you guys had fun last night."

Carla: "What? What're you talking about?"

The chief looks at her with a smile and says.

Chief Taylor: "I can smell that 'You' perfume for the men on you."

Carla turns into full tomato, as she leaves the room embarrassed without saying anything.

To be Continued.