As tension etched Jordan's features.
Charlie, who had maintained a quiet vigil, instantly discerned the growing rumble of a motorcycle engine drawing nearer. It was heading their way.
In that charged moment, Hogan grasped the gravity of Jordan's potential entanglement.
His voice turned stern as he demanded, "Jordan, lay it bare. Who have you crossed?"
Conceding that the truth could no longer be masked, Jordan, resigned, began, "Uncle Hogan, these folks here belong to a fresh gang making waves in New York..."
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