Can’t Win Me Back

"Motherfucker! Back you up?" David blurted the most insulting vulgarity he could think of. His eyes

became bloodshot.

"Jameson, I can't believe that you even brought this up, you son of a bitch! Josh and I are blood

brothers, at the very least. He had watched over me when we were young.

"You're just a bastard child that that bitch gave birth to after cheating with the bodyguard. Don't you feel

ashamed for coveting our family's wealth?"

Carl glared at David and tightened his fists as he watched David spew vulgarities.

Jameson, on the other hand, maintained a faint smile on his face. It was as if he was completely

unbothered by anything David was saying.

"You set me up. You exposed those frivolous matters between me and those women. If it weren't for

you, I wouldn't be the subject of the police's investigation. I wouldn't have ended up in this situation

otherwise! The real instigator is you! It was all you, damn it!"

"David, do you think that I'm truly the instigator?"

Jameson adjusted his gold-framed glasses. In a nonchalant voice, he continued, "Since young, you've

always looked up to Josh. Do you think that he really is someone who values brotherhood? Did he

really have nothing to do with how you landed in this plight?"

"Jameson, are you still trying to sow discord between us? How could you stoop so low?" David's every

breath was filled with hatred toward Jameson.

"It's true that I'm not fond of you. But at least I have never used you. Never ever have I wished death

upon you." Jameson looked at him helplessly. "I just want to claim back what's mine."

you mean?" David was alerted. He could tell that Jameson was

words. He wasn't such a thick person to not

a number of days now. I'm sure that

the question of how you

murder-for-hire.

you curious about the truth? Don't you want to know who set you

day?"

still wanted to get to the bottom of things.

slowly.

to Carl. Carl placed a stack of photographs in front

At once, it was as if a bomb had gone off in

eyes were bulging, and

He

your employee's bank account. I then found that

bad that the deposit came from an offshore bank account. Thus, the cops

out the sender's identity. That said, I think the answer is obvious from these photos

the photos,

was almost crumpling the photos in his hands. Redness filled his

could... Why would Josh."

"Treat you like that?"

curved his lips into a mocking smile. He continued, "He may

troubles for you, but he never did

Dad to think highly of

already decided to swap

and accuse you

to resort

tremendous risk involved, though. It would be fine if things worked out the way

went south, he still needed someone to take

get things done for me? Then, he could push the

plan fell through?"