As the man walked closer towards Jason, he could not believe it. "What are you doing here?" He asked, staring with disbelief in his voice. "Are you going to stay, or are you going to leave and let me handle this?" Leonard asked, staring at him. "We don't have time for this. We need to leave now!" Zeek shouted at Jason while Death took his time to snipe some of the men coming straight at them. "Go now, go!" Leonard shouted. "Thanks, you are not going to regret this." Jason looked at Leonard as he got into the car he brought. Jason and his men entered the car Leonard had brought while his men lingered behind to fight off the bunch of hired assassins that were trying to catch Jason and Zeek. As they sped into the dark, Leonard looked at his men, and they swung into action. [ BACK AT HENRY'S MANSION ] As the clock ticked loudly, Henry stared with disbelief. His gaze darted towards Ethan, who was feeling himself. "I told you I was going to take care of it. With Zeek g

The tension was high as both side calculated the risk involved in the shoot out. Jason was meticulous about having Henry Carter arrested to testify to killing his parents while Zeek was all about getting his sweet revenge. The cold body of Ethan Mathew laid on the floor, white as snow as the men all looked at themselves. Death on the other hand wanted a pound of flesh. He remembered how Henry Carter had send his men after him to take him down. " Drop it, Zeek. It doesn't have to end like this. We can let the law handle this." Jason said again, this time with a softer version. " What happens then? What will you do if the law let him go, discharge a criminal who is guilty of mass murderers. What will you do then?" Zeek snapped. " I will make sure he never gets out. Can you trust me on this one?" Jason looked at him. After some minutes of persuasion, Zeek slowly began to lower his arms but then the loud blowing siring id the police van made Jason loose focus for a bit. He t

Jason rushed into the hospital and dashed towards the doctor's office. Upon entering, he sat down to catch his breath. " Talk to me doctor, how is he?" Jason looked at the man seated before him. He looked at him in awe and wondered how Jason had gotten quickly to the hospital. " Take your time." The doctor said gently seeing how he was breathing. When he was sure Jason was stable, he smiled at him. " It looks like your friend is a fighter. He is going to livebut then..." Jason listen with rapt attention, " But what doctor?" he asked looking at his face. " I am sorry but he lost his memories." The doctor said with a sad countenance. " Lost his memories? How?" Jason looked at him. The fact that he felt alone made him forget how Marcus had planned to have him killed. All he needed was a companion at the moment but the only person he could rely on can't even remember him. " He hit his head pretty hard making making him suffer from retrograde amnesia," the doctor explained, his expres

Jason stared at the man standing right in front of him. " And you are?" He asked looking back at Mr Nicholas who didn't seem to care. The case was like jumping from frying pan into fire for Jason. He had just managed to stop Henry and get back at him for the death of his father and now this.He fumed with anger as he stared at Mr Nicholas. " Is this it? Is this why you have been trying to play hard with me?" Jason snapped " I have heard a lot about you." The man who was wearing a sleek black suit with a black suede matching the outfit said with his hand streched out at Jaosn. Jason looked at his hands with one of the fingers having a golden ring on it. " And who are you?" He asked" I believe we have met. Of course you might not have a vivid memory if things because you were small." The man replied making Jaosn even more annoyed " Am I supposed to know you?" Jason looked at him " For some one who has a case to settle, I don't think you are in the position to talk back at me. I ha

Jason rubbed his head gently with a lot of thought running through his mind. He knew he wasn't fighting for justice anymore but his sole claim to the properties left behind by his parents.It was obvious the level of legal documents his grandfather left behind was not enough to save him or his claim to the vast estate and properties. "No, I want to go back to being poor. I would go back to being the weak boy I had been. I am going to fight for what is solely mine!" Jason hit the horn severely, cursing the driver in his path.His mind went back to Marcus, who was still in the hospital. "Fuck!" Jason cursed under his breath as he swerved back, heading to the hospital. As he walked in, he saw Marcus being wheeled out in a wheelchair. "What is it?" Marcus asked, staring at Jason's face. He could still sense his feelings even though Jason was trying hard to hide it. "I am fine. I almost forget that you are here." He said truthfully. "Stuff like that does happen. I remembered when I wa