Chapter 93. Marcus’s Breakdown

Jackson POV

My head hurt badly as I tried opening my eyes. The night was dark and I could feel the cold breeze against my skin. I looked around the unfamiliar place. It looked scary and quiet. Images of unfamiliar men hang on the wall, the room looked nice and carefully decorated but I still had an eerie feeling.

"Where am I? The last thing I remember was fighting Marcus," I thought.

I was just about standing from the wooden bed when the door crept open, I fell back and pretended to still be asleep. People trooped in but I couldn't tell how many but soon enough the door was shut and I could feel the presence of people inside.

"Marcus! Why did you bring us here in the dead of the night?" an elderly voice asked.

"Pardon my manners, elders but the meeting couldn't wait till the morning," Marcus said.

Why would he bring me to his elders?

"Just as I had promised. This is Jackson Will Smith" he sai