Chapter twenty

That afternoon, the air was moist but that did nothing to subdue the heat of the July sun. Jeremy was folded in his backseat on his porch. He could not get himself out of the car and into.his house, his mind was racing, he had to think and he just couldn't, not after his talk with Joseph.

Jeremy blamed himself, he'd known that meeting with the man would ruin his evening even more than it had already been ruined but he decided to take his chances, and it turned out he'd been right.

Mercury Healer was Jeremy's sweat and blood; he knew he could never get someone as corrupt as Joseph to smell the corridors of power there, much less become a partner, not while he was alive.

Although he knew that the man's demands were irrational and straight-out foolish, he also knew how persistent a man like that could be, especially when he thought that he had a bargaining chip and in this case, he did have a solid one.

Deciding it was high time to call Abraham Brown, Jeremy pulled his phone out o