Home Is Where Her Husband Is

Jarden has been driving for almost fifteen minutes now. No word from any of them. The silence was deafening and suffocating.

Jarden cleared his voice, "Grandfather, do you think he knows?"

"I think he knows and I don't have a good feeling about it. He looked as if he was going to murder someone when he realized that we were the one." Mr. Devon said.

"But Boss, don't you think it's time to let them know," Jarden said, switching from informal to formal.

"I see you want the world to know who you are, Homer?" Mr. Devon smirked and Jarden sighed, "it's not that, boss. After all, we are the only ones here. It's not like the world can hear us and figure the mysterious Boss out."

"My dear Homer, you have forgotten that the walls have ears and news travels faster than the windows since you have decided to let the world know that I am THE BOSS, be ready to explain to Alex why you were always stalking her and pretending to be Mr. Max."

Jarden clenched his fist on the Steering wheel. His g