Lisa Jordan

Chapter 2

The court is back in session. All rise for the honorable judge Lisa Jordan Persiding.

The court is back in session.

You may all be seated.

Judge Lisa Jordan hits her gavel. Now that both counsel have presented their opening statements, the court is going to recess for the day. We will resume again tomorrow in this department at 8:30 am. The court dismissed. She hits her gavel for the final time, dismissing the court for the day.

Ring Ring Hello Judge Lisa Jordan. How could I help you?

Hello, is anyone on the other end ?

Hello? Who is this? I'm going to hang up now?

Voice, on the other hand, Hello? Is it Lisa now? Very bold of you. I may say so, old friend, it has been far too long, don't you agree? You just forgot all about me after all we have been through with one another. How odd when I heard that you just fell off the face of the earth? But I finally found your old friend.

Who is this? I am sorry, but you must have the wrong information. Please excuse me, I have work to attend to, but i do hope you find your friend good day. Carson city?

Wait, so you're not Lisa cornell who graduated from Harvard? Did you have a baby girl with a man named Kember Dollie from Carson City?

Is this some sort of sick joke? No mame, I assure you this is no joke and im sure you know that by now?

Why are you calling me, and how did you get this number? It is not even listed?

That should not be your concern? What you should be asking is, why am I calling?

OK then why are you calling me?

Don't you seem to agree with me, Lisa Jordan? I must say you truly are one hard lady to find. I've been looking for you for two decades now. I thought I would never find you, but here you are and here I am.

Look who are you, and what is it that you need from me? I have things I need to take care of? Is that so, judge, so you mean to tell me you can not give an old friend just a few minutes of your time. Is that how you are going to treat me?

Look, I don't even know who you are really. As I have said, there must be a mistake, and it's fine, but I have to go. I hope you find your friend. I really do goodbye. I will be contacting you soon enough.

Click...

Ring Ring?

Hello Judge Lisa. Here, how can I help you? So you choose to do things hard. Instead of just acknowledging the truth, you want things to be hard for you, and that's just fine with me. But where is Kember? I need to locate him. Can you give me that much and once I locate him, I will never need to contact you once I find him?

I can't help you with that. I'm sorry? Why is that? Last, I knew you and he could be the same person as much as you two were always together? Look, I have not seen him since i had my daughter all those years ago. He took her and disappeared. Now, please never call here again.

Let me get this right. You let a man you were with just take your baby without a fight. That is pretty strange if you ask me? Like I said, I haven't seen him since back then. Now don't you even call my home again?Lisa, that sounds weird seeing as to i know the truth about what happened to him, and you do as well, and since you want to make things so hard. How is your family going to react once they know the truth about their dear old mom?

The receiver goes dead. Lisa is holding the receiver when she is interrupted by a knock on her door.

Come in? Someone just dropped this off at the front desk and said it's urgent, that you get this at once.

Who was it? Was it the usual postman who dropped the package off? The usual postman, and who is that su-pose to be judge ?

Brad the postman? No, it was some other mail delivery agency? Are you sure everything is OK? Do you need me to call anyone?

No, it's fine. I'll take care of it? Are you sure?

Yes, go home. I'm sure your wife is waiting for you to come. I'm fine, as I told you, everything is fine.

Do you need me to wait for you, so I can walk you to your car?

No, what did I just say? Go home. I'll see you tomorrow. Besides, I'm working a little late tonight. I have a few things I have to do before court in the morning.

Go on home. I will be fine.

See you tomorrow and tell Sarah I said hello,

Will do. OK.

Do not hesitate to call me if anything seems out of the ordinary? Bye, I'll see you tomorrow. Now get going.

OK, judge OK, I will see you in court.

He turns and walks out, shutting the door behind him.

When she felt the coast was clear, she grabbed the box and her letter cutter and cut the tape.

And she could not believe what she found inside. She was furious at the contents that were inside.

It can't be what the hell kind of sick joke is this?

Honey, are you almost ready? The mayor and the president are here waiting downstairs. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK Is everything OK dear? The door swings open wide, and standing on the other side of the door is Lisa Jordan, in a beautiful sky-blue wrap-around-laced gown that fits her to a tee. She had on a pair of sky - blue high heel shoes that strapped just below her ankles, and her long blond hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail with a beautiful white ribbon bow that fell right in the center of her head. Her makeup was lightly applied, a light blush on the cheek bones, colored lip gloss and brown eyeliner around the eyes for color.

Leon, do you think this party was such a good idea? Lisa, what is the bother, my love?

I have never known you to ask? It's not like you? What is troubling you? I have things on my mind? Everything is fine.

Are you sure?

You are beginning to worry me?

Do not do that. I said all is well now, let it die?

I promise I am fine.

You know I would never judge you?

Leon, yes, I know that and that is why I love you. I so love.

My love, come, let's go greet our guests, shall we? Of course.

They walked down the long staircase that winds around each floor, their sleeping quarters on the third floor, their sitting quarters on the second floor and all the guests on the first floor. When they had rounded the second level floor, they began to faintly hear the sound of music. Finally, it hit them in full sound. The first floor was packed with many important and powerful people enjoying themselves.

Finally, before they made it to the center of the floor, they were already surrounded by people who introduced themselves as influential people with the kind of power Lisa wanted in her circle. Lisa is doing any and everything to be surrounded by people with power, even though she is one of the head elite presidents, she needs more power so she can have back up just in case something goes wrong. She plasters a fake smile upon her face as she and Leon can now be seen by the guests. As they step down, they are instantly surrounded by many important and powerful people, not only from the United States. But from other countries around the world. Queen Geniva from France is a huge asset to have in her circle and, lool over in the corner, prince Hikeem from pakastain is also here with his beautiful wife Somone, Hello prince and your lovely wife I am so glade that you made it please enjoy your time and if you need anything just wave me down, and I will see to it that all is well alright? Thank you very much, miss Lisa. I will keep that in mind.

Lisa noticed Clifton standing off to the side with a very young beautiful red-haired woman. Stopping and observing the actions of the mayor, Lisa quickly approached the mayor without speaking a word. She took the mayor by the arm as he was whispering in the red-headed ear. She giggled as if he was funny?

Mayor, what do you think you are possibly doing here? Lisa, what do you mean? I am merely having a conversation with an attractive woman until you ruined it for me. What is the matter what gave you the right to interrupt me? Mayor, they just executed your son today for Christ's sake for the killing of your wife. Show some kind of sorrow, remorse, something. Don't stand around searching for a new bride just yet. Give it some time, for heaven's sake at least pretend.

Or look sad like you're a grieving father, not a guilty one?

You are absolutely correct. Where is my common since at?

You are right, let me act as any grieving father would act on a day as terrible as this, even within the circumstances.

He laid his head on Lisa's shoulder and began to weep silently, drawing the needed attention to himself, so others in the room could see that he was in pain because of the execution of one of his own sons on that very day.

Through the fake tears rolling down his ugly, chimp mink cheeks, falling onto Lisa Jordan's shoulder.

Prince Hikeem walked up and handed the mayor a hanker chief so that he could wipe his eyes and blow his nose if he needed to.

With a whisper he said to Lisa Jordan?

You are truly the daughter I wish I had instead of these ungrateful bastards who are my seed.

The mayor is about 4'8, he has cancer marks on the top of his receding hair line. I must say with all his money he should invest in a better hairpiece that looks more like natural hair than a dead rodent sitting on the top of his head, ridiculous and pitiful. He still has his natural teeth? Stained badly from years of tobacco use and black coffee. And he forever dresses in brown or sick green suits. He refuses another color. He is quite an odd man if you ask me.

More of a blob of fat man, I doubt he was even attractive when he was in his youth.

But that does not matter because he, too, is a man of great power and even greater friends with even more power.

Once the mayor pulled himself together well with the look of Lisa telling him that's enough, the look on her face, he composed himself and on they went with the party and the usual.

Clifton, so how is everything with you? Well, since you have done the unthinkable for me, all is well, my dear Lisa Jordan.

Tell me how did you wrap up that case so quickly without the press being able to stir up things? Well, mayor, if I told you then I would have to kill you? They both laughed, and the mayor responded in a serious voice. No, we wouldn't want that to happen now, do we? Oh no we don't. Besides, good judges never reveal their skills.

How are you enjoying your party? I think it is just what the doctor ordered. Do you agree, judge?

Well, of course, I agree mayor.

Lisa make an appointment with my office. I have a few details to go over with you? Sure thing, mayor, I will have my secretary.

Do that first thing in the morning. Good. That will be wonderful. I have some other business I need to speak with you about.

Clifton, are you over here trying to steal my wife? Mr Leon Jordan, come on, you know Lisa is the daughter I never had.

I know mayor, I'm only yanking your chain, Leon. Come chat I have a few things I need to run by you?

Sure thing mayor shoot? Before you two get started you will have to excuse me a moment while I go around and say hi to the guests. Sure, if you need me, I'll be here just chatting with the mayor.

Lisa and Leon kiss, and she walks into the crowd as the mayor and Leon talk.

Allow me to finish by telling you just how cold-hearted the Mayor is. He is a man willing to do anything and everything to make sure that he stays on top no matter who he makes pay for it, as long as he has his power and his pull. He is a man who can get away with anything in the world, including murder. The mayor enjoys young girls. That is why he lost three marriages. This time he finally thought this would be different because he married a very beautiful young lady by the name Missy. She was nobody. She and her family were poor. She was always looking for a gold mine and finally found one. The mayor was not at all attractive. At the least, we all knew something was up with her.` But you couldn't tell the mayor anything about his Missy, he would fly off the grid, trust me, I'm living proof of the matter.

Back to my original story? When he made it inside, no one greeted him and took his bags. No one came with his gin and coke on his gold platter dish. He dropped his bags at the door and began to head his way to his stairs. When he began to ascend the stairs, as he drew closer to the top, he could hear faint giggling coming from his bedroom.

Reaching the door, his mind was racing. He thought maybe she would be inside with his young butler. As he pushes the door open slowly, he sees his young wife enjoying pleasure with someone who has emerged under the cover.

The mayor stood in silent shock, just fixed on what his new bride was doing in his own bed and in his own house.

Finally, Missy opened her eyes and to her surprise she was being stared at by the eyes of her husband, who dared not move until he saw who it was that was beneath the legs of his new bride.

Missy frantically began to hit on the figure beneath the cover.

What the hell is the matter with you?

Dad your home early? Look, let me explain what is going on please.

Cliffton, without a word, not raising his voice, anything, he turned and walked out of the bedroom down the hall.

Missy, what the hell i thought you said he would be out of business for a couple of days?

That is what he told me. How was I supposed to know he would be back so soon? What are we going to do about this? We are not going to do a thing. You mean. What are you going to do if I get out of here before he comes back inside? This is your husband, not mine? Are you seriously going to leave me like that after we get caught? Please don't leave me if I'm scared? What do you think he's going to do?

Don't worry, he's not going to really do much. Just smack you, around a little.

What no don't leave me for him to do that to me? Missy? Yeah? Shut up, you have done worse than this. So just deal with it. Just suck it up and take it. In the end, it's going to be worth it.

Cliffton Jr., almost dressed, grabs his shoes and heads for the bedroom door. He gets stopped and startled by his old man holding one of his hunting riffles in his hand.

Honey, please let me explain what happened.

He turns and looks at her. How is it Missy, I must be missing? If anything is correct, then you need to tell me what part I seem to be missing because I just walked into my home and found my new bride and my dame.

Son, having s*x in my bed, so please tell me just what I'm missing and you better speak now before I blow your dame head off? Cliffton jr and Missy's hearts began to skip beats. Cliffton jr was not too sure now if his old man was bluffing or being serious, so he tried to get the hell out of there.

The mayor started a count-down? Come on, you don't have much time to tell me? OK like I said? One?

Please let me explain? Two? He went over some files. He said? Three? Honey, please let me tell you? Hurry up Missy, you're running out of time here? Four? We started drinking and talking, and one thing led to another. I think he slipped something into my drink. I really do. I cannot really remember how we got up here, so that has to be what he did? The mayor, Clifton, looked at his son, whose hands went up in defense, but before he could plead his innocence, The Mayor c****d the rifle and blew Missy's head. Off her shoulder it exploded like a melon.

The mayor dialed the police and-since his son was shocked, he put the weapon in his son's hand, called the police, and he was arrested for the cold-blooded murder of his father's new bride and sentenced to lethal ejection just six months after his conviction. He was put to death in a Texas prison without ever being able to tell his side of the story, and now he will never get the chance.

Today I decided to throw the mayor a little party. Sadly, today was the day his poor son was killed and put down with a lethal injection for the brutal murder of Missy.

The mayor made certain this would not come to bite him on his ass? I was given the case and direct instructions on how this case was to be handled.

And to my surprise, it went better than me, or the mayor, for the most part, thought it would turn out. Not only did the mayor catch wind of what his own son was doing to him? But he killed his fake wife and his own son without so much as a thought that the poor old mayor had a part to do with it. The mayor is a hell of an actor for blaming his own son. And he did it well. He should have received an Oscar for the best actor award and a few more, but I'll just leave things there for now. His son was executed in the shortest time.

The poor bastard was only on death row for six months and the mayor doesn't seem a little bit sad about it.

As a matter of fact, he came with a very gorgeous young red head no older than the son that was just executed hours ago.

I love the elites. They are the reasons I am number four in the council seat. But I have my eyes set on the mayor's seat, and I am about sick of waiting for him to die to get it.

I may have to do things the old-fashioned way? I'll just have to wait a bit longer. If need be, then I'll make my move until then I have a little time.

Ring Ring Ring

Hello, you have reached Betty Mitchell. I'm sorry I can't take your call at this time? But if you leave your name and a number after this brief recording, I'll be sure to return your call at my earliest convenience.

Beeeeep

Betty, where are you at? I told you not to be late? On top of that, you are not even late. You're a no show? And unacceptable?

Lisa is Whispering into the receiver. You had better not embarrass me, because it will not be good for you? Do not embarrass me because then I'll have to embarrass you and really that is something that would break my heart, but I still will ? So you had better call me and do it soon? You better call me back. We need to talk now. Do you hear me?