"Hello, I am Vince Turing." The old man said. " You might be acquainted with my son, Alan Turing."
Jake was speechless for some time. The middle-aged man in front of him was the team leader's father. This was some shocking news to him. He had always seen Alan to be old and to see that his father would just look like a man in his late forties was surprising. Even more surprising was the power contained within that tiny body of his.
"You seem to be surprised about my age and my size." The old man said.
Jake's expression turned to shock when he heard this.
"No need to be an alert boy. I am not a mind reader. That is just what people normally think when they see me and experience my power. I am impressed by your calm demeanour though. Even though someone like me is standing in front of you, you don't seem to be flinching out of fear. I guess you have got some guts. They befit your talent and prowess."
