Jason White: The Consortium's Dominant

Chapter Twenty-Three : You have to pay for it

"Well, I would love to tell you why I am here, but it is not a matter best discussed at night on a porch," the man said, his tone, though polite, still carrying a touch of pride in it. "So tell me, Mr. White, can I come in? Or should I say, Mr. Winston?"

Jason watched the man carefully, remembering Stark’s words about a powerful ally called the Owens family. There was no mistaking it now, Jason thought; the man in front of him was part of that hidden network.

"Yes, you can," Jason replied, a smile on his face as he stepped aside, gesturing for Xavier to come in. "And I prefer Mr. White."

Xavier let out a low chuckle. He walked in and settled himself on the couch with a measured almost unsettling calm.

Jason, on the other hand, sat beside Lisa on another couch, keeping her within reach, his posture protective. He took out a box from his pocket, lit a cigarette, and took a slow drag from it, his gaze hard and unblinking. “So, what brings you here?” he asked in an even tone, though his