CHAPTER 10

NICK

I didn’t go home after seeing her, I went straight to the bar and started drinking. I couldn’t get her image out of my head. She looked so…so frail. Why did she look like that, was prison that bad for her? “Give me another.” I ordered to the lady that was serving me.

She walked away but instead of coming back with my drink, she came back with the bar tender. “Mr Jones, I think you have had enough. Do you want me to call a taxi for you?” he must think I am child and that I can’t think for myself.

I am not a child, and I can drink as much as I want. “James, give me my drink.” I said with a threatening voice, well, I wanted it to be threatening but I am not sure how threatening I am in my current state. “Mr Jones, you have been drinking since you got here, three hours ago. I don’t think you can handle more.”

I glared at him, I am still the heir of the Jones f