2:09am
Ian woke up to the sound of his phone ringing loudly, he grabbed it and winced at the bright light as it burned his eyes.
"Jackson? Why is he calling me this late" he says. He took a glance at Vince who was snoring softly, he picked up the call.
"Jackson?"
"Ian? Thank God, where are you? I need your help"
He could sense the pain in Jackson's voice. He sat up, the moonlight providing dim light in the room.
"Are you in trouble? I'm at a cabin as we speak"
"I'm at a hospital, i need financial help"
He frowned, what?
"I can send you some cash via PayPal, you'll cash it out"
"I appreciate it, thanks"
He hanged up and sighed.
What was Jackson doing at the hospital this time of the night? Ian found himself writing Vince a note that he went back home, he ordered an uber and walk
