"What do I do?" Ethan fell to his knees. "You are coming back to the club, and if you are not here in the next ten minutes, then you can kiss your shares goodbye!" Ethan grabbed his car keys without wasting time. Dylan watched as he raced out of the house, wondering where he was headed to. "Are you going to make him come back?" Marcus looked at Jason seems a little tipsy. "You need to be careful. You do know not only the Matthews want your head on a spike." "We are here to have fun, Marcus. Stop ruining the mood." Jason replied sharply. He staggered to the dance floor and grabbed two sexy ladies beside him. "Care to dance with me?" The ladies giggled as they moved their bodies to the rhythm of the song. As the noise got to it, once peak, it suddenly stopped when Ethan walked in."Is he here to plead for mercy?""I can't believe there comes a day Ethan Mathew would fall at Jason's feet begging for mercy." "The same boy he stole his girlfriend from and humiliated." "I wonder what

"Why don't we drop that and have hand-to-hand combat?" Jason teased. "Do you think you can take me on, kid?" Sniper grinned. "No one is to shoot." Sniper looked back. "I think I can handle one little kid." Jason looked at him, "Don't you think you need to take off your jacket? You might get it stained." Jason pushed further. "With your blood. Enough talking, kid; come get me." Sniper laughed, waving his fingers at Jason. Sniper charged at Jason, his massive frame barreling towards him like a freight train. Jason, unfazed by the intimidating sight, cracked his knuckles and smiled. "Bring it on, old man," Jason taunted, his eyes glinting with amusement. The two clashed in a flurry of punches and kicks, their movements lightning-fast as they exchanged blows. Sniper's brute strength was matched by Jason's agility and quick reflexes, making it a surprisingly evenly matched fight. The men watched in awe, their cheers and chants fueling the intensity of the battle. Marcus felt he

Jason dropped the call and looked at Zeek. "Are you sure?" "You should ask the young man himself, or he is going to have to die at my hands if it turns out he is joking with me." Zeek replied, walking away from the door leading to the attic. Jason got up from his seat and looked back to see Marcus still seated. "Are you not coming?" He said with a steady voice. "I told you, Jason. This is getting really bloody. Why don't you allow the police to take care of things? I have someone who might be interested in your case. We can go to him and get revenge for all of this." Marcus said with a pleading voice, "The police? Did you just ask me to go to the fucking police? Jason clenched his fist. "I can't believe you just said that. I would have said you were with them on all of this, but I know the role and the part your father played to see me alive till date. Where was the police when my parents were killed or when your father was?" Jason looked around. "I don't think I am seeing them

Death crouched behind a marble column in the garden, his gaze fixed on Jason and Marcus through the ornate glass windows of the mansion. He could hear faint murmurs but couldn’t make out their conversation. His earpiece buzzed with static before Henry's voice cut through."Death, do not engage unless absolutely necessary. We need Sniper alive—at least for now. If he's compromised, you know what to do."Death clenched his jaw, irritation flaring within him. "Understood," he whispered before disconnecting the call. He tightened the grip on his wire tape, his gaze darting to the second-floor balcony where a shadow moved.Inside the mansion, Zeek was cleaning his bloodied hands, his knuckles raw from his interrogation of Sniper. "You’re lucky Jason has plans for you, Sniper," Zeek sneered, leaning over him. "Otherwise, I’d send you straight to hell myself. Do you think we were going to let you go after killing George and Evelyn? For me, you are as good as dead." Sniper coughed, blood dr

[ BACK AT JASON'S MANSION ] "They are gone!" One of the men shouted in anger. Zeke walked in. "Do you know this was going to happen?" He said in anger. "Did you forget that easily?" Marcus and Zeek looked at themselves. "The last time we had the assassin captured. He was killed right before he could talk. I knew that Henry Carter was behind the attack then. Or should I say Fiona, who contracted him after he must have gone rogue? Henry Carter is not a very good planner. I know he is going to slip very soon." "What did you do?" Marcus looked at Jason, who seemed satisfied with the fact that Sniper got away. "I don't see how any of this is good news. We need Henry in a corner and have him arrested if Sniper had given us what we wanted." Zeek looked at Jason and back at Marcus. "Shh... just wait for it. I know what I am doing." Jason said relaxing. "I knew someone was going to come get him." Jason said with a devilish smile. "If you are going to catch a monkey, then you might need t