Chapter 61

"Hello Ethan" a very deep voice from the shadows greeted.

"Jackson." Ethan called, his hands placed beside him with his feet a few inches apart. He had a ready-for-battle stance.

As Ethan called the person's name, a very built man with average height came out of the shadows.

The man had on a very fitted shirt that brought out his huge biceps and ripped body. He had different scars that were visible on the parts of his body that the cloth was unable to cover.

"Can't say you're a sight for sore eyes" Jackson blurted out. Standing in the same stance as Ethan.

It was almost as if they were in a stand off.

"I can see you got my little love letter to you." He continued.

"You're a sick man, you've always been sick since I've known you." Ethan fired back, squeezing the letter and throwing it back to Jackson.

"Ouch" Jackson said as the ruffled piece of paper hit him on the chest.

"No need to beat around the bush then, Ethan. Let's go straight to what I want." Jackson beamed an evil smile at