If Only..(Part 1 And Part 2 Included)(Under Edit)

Chapter 21- ..as Bait

Duty again.

Rubbing her eyes, she climbed down her bed and made her way out of the way.

As, she reached the door of the kitchen, she jolted in her place and faltered in her steps.

"Jake!"

Jacob kept stiring the soup in the pot and when Cleo called him out. He turned towards her with a huge grin and the spatula in his right hand.

"Good Morning, honey!" He exclaimed, "Take a seat, I made you breakfast."

"Scaring a pregnant women is never a good idea, Jake."

"I had no intention of scaring you."

"But, you did it anyways." Crossing her arms and leaning her shoulders against the door, "I never saw you inside the kitchen in years."

Jacob turned towards the oven, shaking her head to himself, "Let's see if my love reaches you through your stomach. Have a seat, my favourite lady."

"And you suddenly turned hotter!"

A smirk quirked up his lips, "Let me show you how much hotter I can get."

A snicker left her mouth, while she pulled herself a breakfast stool.

"You don't have work today?"

"I am off duty for the day. So, I just decided to spent some time with two of my favourite people. Recently, I have been so busy in my work, that I could not even spent my time with you. I am sorry." There was a hint of guilt blended in his tone. She read it.

Cleo walked towards Jacob, and snuggled him from his back. He responded back by curling up his fingers into hers.

"It is okay, honey." Cleo muttered pressing her cheeks to his back.

"We are plotting an operation against the Hawks." Jacob admitted out of the blue.

Cleo parted her face and tilted her head back, "You mean, the Claros Brothers?"

He nodded and poured the soup into the casserole.

"You got this."

He turned around and pulled out his apron, "I don't know. It's a tricky situation." Leaning against the counter, "There is a increased rate of missing girls in the city. We suspect it to be the Hawks, behind it all."

"Claros, behind missing girls?" She arched her eyebrows.

"Body Trading. Human Trafficking as a whole."

"That's terrible!" She mused in a note of uncertainty.

"And we have to stop it."

Without a reply, she pulled in her lower lip and locked a distant, pondering stare out of the window.

"What are you thinking?"

She snapped out of her thoughts and looked up at him to meet with a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

She shrugged, " You know, they have quite a good name in the society. They help the needy. They do charity, and" thinking to herself, "they help people. Do you think, they can be behind something this horrible?"

"Nope. The logic is, one of the identities, they hold, is fake. That is where we are bring dragged behind. They might be the god in front of the world. But, the truth is too hard to discover. Very few knows that they are a gang, involved in illegal businesses. Being in gang land, they can't be sober."

"I agree. But, have you noted their recent news?"

Jacob's phone buzzed, breaking Cleo in her words.