Chapter 93

Reaching into the pocket of his torn jeans, he brought out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello who is this?" Ethan's voice came from the other hand of the phone.

"Hello Ethan, did you miss me?" Jackson asked with a wide grin on his face.

"You." Ethan said on the phone, his voice filled with anger and disdain.

"Yes, me." Jackson replied with a smirk.

"What do you want?" Ethan asked, the quicker he knew why he was calling, the quicker he could end the call.

"I believe I've made that obvious already, Ethan." Jackson answered, pacing around the walkway.

"And I already told you that you should forget it." Ethan replied.

"Let me stop you right there Ethan, It seems you've forgotten that I hold all the cards here." Jackson pointed out.

Ethan scoffed over the phone. "You gain nothing if I go down" He said.

Jackson knew he was right. His gain laid in Ethan remaining in his position, anything that would make him crumble would be detrimental to his goal.

"Either you do what I want or I reduce