Jack’s POV
I received a call from Timothy a little after 6pm. He was speaking gibberish, mentioning getting beaten up. I couldn’t understand what he was saying so I told him I’m coming over to his house. I hopped into my Jeep and sped off to his house. I knocked at the door and his bodyguard opened. He had a huge bruise on his forehead and was holding it like it was about falling off his neck. I frowned. I went straight to the living room and I couldn’t believe what was before me. “One simple cop did this to you all?” I questioned not believing that four huge men got beat up, two were actually battered up because they spied at a cop’s house. “Or did you get run over by a truck?” I questioned. None of them cared to respond. They weren’t angry or anything but very terrified.
“Timothy St
