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Jasmine watched in satisfaction as they broke apart.

It took her little effort to get here, she had followed Bane.

Before he left her office, she had slipped a tracker into his jacket pocket and it brought her here.

"Are the both of you out of your fucking mind?" She asked with a gun in her hand.

"Jasmine?" Jordan called out in surprise.

Walking towards them with a frown on her face, she slaps the gun out Bane's hand.

The rest of the men could only watch in silence as she took Jordan out of the house.

Bane cussed under his breath but did nothing.

"Get in," Jasmine said as she circled to the driver's seat of her car.

Her cold eyes flickered slightly when he stood gazing at her.

There was confusion written all over Jordan's face, she had waltzed in there and ended the face down he was having with that strange man without breaking a sweat.

"Who are you?" Jordan asked, his voice devoid of any warmth.