Slowly, Gerald rose up to his feet, still staring at Daven with a death stare. “Do you think you can trap me this way?” He sneered. Daven was taken aback, by Gerald’s confidence. It was one thing to hate Daven and it was another to be so confident and feel he wasn't trapped. However, Daven didn't say a word, wanting to see what he would do next. “Answer me, you bastard…” Gerald was already rushing at Daven but then he stopped. He recalled how his punch was deflected earlier and he knew he couldn't underestimate Daven anymore. So, he stood back, “Do you think everything you want will happen? This is the world of the rich, Daven. I will get out of prison before you can think of it.” Gerald’s bragging stance caused Daven to swallow in anger. He couldn't deny that Gerald was indeed right, after all, Doctor Blackman’s show of anger may be just for the moment.“I will be back…” Gerald sneered and immediately turned toward the door. Before the police would arrive, he knew he needed to