[hr][hr][center][H2][color=gold]J E R O M E    D A V I D S O N[/color][/h2][hr][hr]
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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] The Davidson Residence.
[b][u]Time;[/u][/b] 12:45 P.M.
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] His parents & Natalie [@Hushedwhispers][hr][hr][/center]


[indent][indent]Jerome walked out of the warehouse, fixing his tie around his neck, while one of his associates, Jordan, pulled him aside "What we gone' do with him, boss?" Jordan asked Jerome, whom shrugged. "Cut him loose, I got to know all I needed. Take him to the bar, and buy him a beer. Tell him he walked into a door, or something." Jordan nodded, as he whistled for the other guys to carry the badly beaten man - Mike Connery, a local low-life, out of the warehouse. "And Jordan, do me a favor and burn the clothes for me." Jerome mentioned as Jordan nodded "O-Of course." Jerome nodded, he was very controlling when it came to his work - in fact, when it came to everything, he liked being in charge. Not leaving things behind or a conversation with words still left to speak. He had gotten a text message from his mother, she wanted him to come home, he grinned, as he walked towards the parking garage a couple of blocks away, where he had parked his motorcycle.


Putting on his black leather gloves and the black helmet, he revved the engine on the sports bike and was soon on his way home, not more than a five minute drive. He pulled up and soon founds his way into the house, where his little sister, Natalie, greeted him with a hug. Jerome smiled warmly and hugged her back. "Hi there sis, how are you?" he asked, following her into the main room, where their mother already sat waiting. Turning his head, towards Natalie, he saw her talking to their father. Jerome sat down, and soon Natalie joined him, they decided not to wait for Logan - probably for the better.

Their father would speak, his tone serious and grim, as it usually was. While Jerome had control [i]preferences[/i] his father was a dramatic. he overplayed the danger, the other families wouldn't be stupid enough to pick fights with the Davidsons, not between Matthew and his power and his sisters and mothers wit. Yet, if there were truth to his father's concerns, Jerome would be more than happy to protect his family.

When his father's speech ended, Jerome nodded. He knew full well of the powers of the roses, they had saved his life quite some time ago, after all. Once Natalie left the room, [i]probably to go talk to her secret boyfriend[/i] Jerome thought, he looked to his parents. "So, now that there are no more children in the room, what's the plan?" He knew his mother didn't appreciate him talking down his siblings like that, but she knew it came from a place of love. Just like everything he ever did. It was all done with love for his family.

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