"Who are you? What do you want?" The silence was deafening and Jordan's heart began to pound in her chest as she searched along the wall for the main light switch. Trying a different approach she said into to the dark room. "Look, I know you're in here so you might as well make your presence known before I call the police on you for breaking and entering." That's irony she thought. Here I am telling some stranger I'm going to call the police on them for breaking and entering and I've just done that very thing. A movement caught her attention and she held her breath in anticipation of a confrontation. "Jordan? What are you doing here? "Taken aback by the familiar voice she stepped closer."Who... Clark what in the world are you doing here? So this is where you were conducting business. What business could you possibly have here?" "Jordan I think you should leave here as fast as possible because this guy Andy is dangerous." Her mind reeled for a moment. "Clark what are you talking about?" He stepped closer to her. "What happened at that restaurant was no accident. Someone was deliberately trying to hurt you and I think it's him." She was not sure who she believed, Andy or Clark. Deciding to play it safe and believe neither one she opted for pretend "Clark you don't have proof that Andy is up to anything." In the flash of lighting he closed the short distance between them and reached for her elbow. "Come here let me show you something." Her nerves jangled with a fear she couldn't quite place. Was it him or the situation that had her so nervous. Clark led her to the walk-in closet and closed the door behind them. He flipped on the light switch so that Jordan could see all the evidence that had arrived there only a few hours after the explosion. She looked into Clark's kind face and wondered what she was supposed to be looking at. Clark averted his gaze to something on the floor and Jordan followed his gaze in total confusion till her eyes lay to rest on a box of electrical devices and explosives. They were the same kind the police had described to her in their initial report after the accident. What was going on she thought her heart aching and her mind fuzzy with the fact that Andy had possibly tried to kill her and might still be trying too.
Jordan's mind raced back to their conversation in the office. He was missing the evidence that he had or did he really have evidence. He brought her here to kill her and she fell right into his trap. She could have kicked herself for being so gullible. Right now she had to think of a way to get out of this house and away from Andy. "Jordan, I want you to leave with me right now." Panic replaced the anger. "I can't Andy will certainly know that something is up. I have it I can fake sick. He will believe me because of what happened on the beach the other day." Clark nodded "Good. Don't waste a single minute. I'll help you get out of here without being seen." Just then there was a shuffle of footsteps in the hall outside the room and Clark reached over and shoved Jordan behind a wall of boxes. The door to the room was unlocked and someone entered very slowly. Jordan's heart skipped a beat praying that whoever it was they would not look in the closet where she was. Silently the closet door opened and the light came on and Jordan held her breath. What if it's Andy she thought? Would he find her? If he did, what would he do to her? Jordan wished she knew where Clark had gone after he shoved her behind the boxes in the closet but she could not hear him or see him. She forced an involuntary shake aside till after the third party in the room finally turned the light out and walked out of the closet.