CHAPTER FORTY
JAXGroaning, I step under the hot water cascading down from the shower head. The soft pelt of droplets help soothe my stiff muscles. It fails though to slow down my wandering mind. Every time my eyes close, I relive the cruel videos that those people, my Eugenics brothers, made me film.
“Jax, please sit straighter. It’s improper to hunch over like that. Don’t you have any respect for this company? The entire world is going to see this!”
I stare at the videographer, Cade, as my already straight back begins to ache. He continues to berate me, trying to position me like a puppet to make these counterfeit videos. After the anonymous source released the Zoo footage, actions have been taken to prevent a total PR nightmare. Including the destruction of my original work and recor
