Jack's POV
Jack and Micheal were speeding down the highway in a sleek black car, their faces obscured by dark sunglasses. They were on their way to complete a job, and Jack was feeling more arrogant than ever.
His therapist had been pushing him to take up some work, and this job was the perfect opportunity to prove to himself and others that he was back in control. Plus, the money was nothing to scoff at.
Micheal turned to him and asked, "So, what's the job this time?"
Jack smirked. "Let's just say it involves a big payout and a boss who's more than a little ticked off."
Micheal's expression turned serious. "Sounds risky. Are you sure you're up for it?"
Jack shrugged. "I've been through worse. And besides, I've got you to watch my back."
Micheal nodded, but Jack could sense his doub
