In a room up in the Grand Oak hotel.

Three men sat gathered around a table.

Two had their phones in hand and they were lazily scrolling through, while the third had his eyes on someone else. Someone who had just offended them and who now owed them a lot of money.

"Do you know what your problem is Jake?"

Jake knelt properly on the floor once more and corrected his slouching posture. He didn't give an answer to the question he had been asked though he heard it.

"That wasn't a rhetorical question. Do you know what your biggest problem is?"

Jake gulped down the shame that lined the back of his throat. The voice that had spoken just now was dripping with disgust and scorn.

Jake looked up to see one of the men who had been on their phone earlier now looking at him with irritation in his eyes.

He couldn't get angry at these people. Even his family name wouldn't be able to save him if he did.

The man sitting on the left nodded to someone and Jake felt a splitting pain ripple across his skull