It had been five days since Jason and John were thrown into the dregs of solitary confinement. Since the day John opened up to Jason, they had built some sort of a connection. John wasn’t always as talkative as he was on that day, but he always said good morning and good night, and the day before he even recited an old poem that he wrote.Jason found himself content with the silence. He realised that in silence, there was much room for planning. And he had spent the better part of the last five days planning something rather huge.On that fateful fifth day, Jason and John were sitting in comfortable silence when suddenly they heard the jingling of keys outside the door that separated them from the rest of humanity.‘’It’s a bit early for breakfast,’’ John muttered.Jason looked up at the door in surprise as two guards moved in and opened their cell doors.Out. Both of you, one of the guards ordered curtly.Jason quickly gathered himself, hope bubbling inside him. It had to be time fo

All the way to Connor’s apartment, the tension in the car was palpable. If Jason had been a little less focused on the grim state of his friend’s lives and his revenge, maybe he would’ve noticed it.They reached Connor’s apartment, and Jason got out and knocked on his apartment door. It swung open, revealing Connor, who had a few items of clothing swung over his shoulder.‘’Jason?’’ Connor’s eyes widened in exaggerated surprise. What are you doing here?’’ he stepped aside for Jason to step in.Jason stepped into the apartment, his gaze sweeping over the slightly disorganised living room before landing back on Connor.’Why are you so surprised? Thought I’d rot in there forever? His tone carried a sharp edge, though he wore a faint smirk.Connor blinked, quickly recovering. “Of course not! I knew you’d prove your innocence eventually—it’s just… sooner than I expected. But I’m glad. Really, I am.” He dropped the clothes onto a nearby armchair, gesturing to Jason to take a seat.Jason igno

The room smelled of power and betrayal.The boardroom of the Elysian Syndicate, felt suffocating under the weight of Kent’s ambitions. At the head of the polished oak table, Kent leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smirk playing across his lips. In his hand, he held the document that would seal his ascent to power.“Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice steady but laced with contempt. “I’m sure we are all aware of Mr. Harrington’s… incapacity. Recent circumstances have left him unable to fulfil his duties, and as such, he has entrusted me with his shares and, by extension, his authority within this organisation.”He lifted the document for all to see, the signatures clear and binding. “Even though the Elysian Syndicate was under Jason Grey’s rule for barely a week, he gave us months worth of problems. He’s a delinquent who couldn’t keep his name or this organisation out of scandal and is currently incarcerated for murder. Is that the image we want to project?”Murmurs of agreem

ThumpThump ThumpJason felt a banging in his skull as he blinked his eyes open.the morning light filtering through the curtains as his head pounded like a drum. His mind was sluggish, struggling to piece together the fragments of the night before. He shifted under the sheets and felt a dull ache in each part of his body that moved; he also felt the thumping in his head increase. He shifted some more to the right and felt the warmth of someone beside him.He froze.Turning his head slowly, his heart sank as he saw Serena lying next to him, her bare back facing him, her blonde hair spread across the pillow. A cold dread crept over him. He glanced down and saw that he, too, was naked.“What the hell,” he whispered to himself, his pulse quickening.As if sensing his panic, Serena stirred, stretching lazily before turning to face him. Her eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, there was peace in her gaze until she remembered she had to act as mortified as he looked.“Oh my God,” she sai

The following morning, Jason’s voice came through the phone, calm but purposeful. “Amelia, I need you to get into Kent’s office and see what you can find.”Amelia leaned against the desk in her small office, frowning. “Jason, you realise he’s not going to leave the plans for world domination sitting on his desk, right?” she said dryly. She didn’t mean to be rude, but she was still on edge because of what she had agreed to do the day before.Jason chuckled on the other end. “Shit, I was hoping he would,” he replied humorously. “But seriously though, maybe there’ll be something—anything—that leads to something else. Notes, receipts, contracts. Just take pictures of whatever you can.”Amelia sighed. “It’s not going to be easy. I’ll have to wait until he’s in a meeting, and even then, his secretary hovers like a hawk.”“I know it’s risky,” Jason admitted, “but you can do it.”“Okay,” she muttered. “I’ll make it happen.”Later that day the opportunity finally came when Kent was called into