SOMETHING ABOUT THE GARDENER
Jack blatantly studied the gardener, there was something about this man. With blond hair, and green eyes, he was handsome, he wouldn't deny that. His jeans had specks of dirt in them as if he played in the mud, but it was his aura that enveloped him and his eyes. They both hold a sinister darkness within them that he couldn't brush aside, he couldn't just ignore it.
He decided he was going to investigate this gardener, "You said your name is Adams Beckman, Right?"
"Yes sir," The annoying smile that crawled on Jack's nerves was still retained on his face.
"You can go back to your duty post," Jack wanted to ask Adams, why was a mere gardener aimlessly rambling around the main building but he restrained himself. His mother and sister were not around for him to be summoned into the house, so what was he looking for in the house, he wondered.
