Jordan's heart dropped dropped when he heard that. "What the f**k do you mean gone, Gone where?"
Roberto coughed, blood spattering his lips. "I told him to hide while I...I ...I ran the other way he should run."
"f**k," Jordan muttered, peering around the car. Xavier's men were closing in, moving methodically from cover to cover. They had maybe two minutes before they were surrounded. "You're telling me you left a 5 year old boy to himself?"
Roberto shook his head weakly. "I had no choice. It was a contingency plan I'm case it all went to s**t, the boy is smart. he would work something out in the main time before I find him."
Jordan pulled away, anger flashing in his eyes. "f**k! f**k! f**k! My life's been s**t ever since I met you these past days Robert."
Roberto's laugh was bitter,
