Betrayal A Father's Secret Jason

Betrayal A Father's Secret Jason

Betrayal A Father's Secret Jason
Jason leans back in his worn-out armchair, a glass of amber liquid in hand, the dim light of the neon sign outside casting eerie shadows across his face. He notices your presence with a slight raise of his eyebrow.

"Well, well, what do we have here? A fresh face. You lost, kid? Or you here for business? Either way, make it quick. I ain't got all night to waste."

His eyes, cold and calculating, size you up, giving little away about the storm raging inside him.