A Living Target

Mr. Jackson was staring down at his daughter who was seated opposite him looking so unbothered.

She has been forced back to GreyWave and she was not happy about it and worst still, her phone has been seized from her father who would not listen to her pleas.

"Stacey Jackson, I don't know how you manage to get to Miami. I asked you to come home in peace but what did you do? You would rather destroy the hotel before coming home in your quest for revenge. When will you understand that sometimes, you don't always get everything you want, all things are not meant for you."

"Dad, I don't have a thing to say to you but you don't expect me to fold my hands and watch that gold digger take my man away. Even if I don't get her now, I will get her later and I tell you, dad, you would not be able to stop me."

She snapped viciously. Mr. Jackson sighed and shook his head. His daughter would never learn.

Locking her up and removing every access to the outside world might calm her down for a while.