Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Three - Family matters

As Jason walked to his car, the thoughts of his grandfather and mother that he tried to push out of his mind seemed to flood it.

“Hey Connor,” he said to Connor, who was standing in front of Jason’s Mercedes, in a low tone, his exhaustion evident.

“Good afternoon, boss,” Connor said. He knew exactly why Jason was like this, as he had listened to the conversation that he had with Timothy, and he planned to use Jason’s state to his advantage. He entered the driver's seat of the car and started it.

Jason slumped into the passenger seat, his eyes distant as he stared out the window. The hum of the engine was the only sound in the car, a comforting monotony that drowned out the chaos of his thoughts. Connor glanced at him through the rearview mirror, calculating his approach.

After five minutes of silence, Connor cleared his throat. “Pardon me if I’m being nosy, but you don’t seem good, Jason,” Connor began, his voice carefully neutral. “Is everything alright with my favourite execu