Can’t Win Me Back

Jasper stared at those three pills in shock.

The coldness of the unknown surged and stirred within his chest.

Jameson was a schemer, a man who thrived on manipulation.

Every word he spoke could be part of an elaborate ploy.

Maybe these pills were poison, a way to kill him without the mess of bloodshed.

"Tf I take all of them, will you let Lyse go?" Jasper's voice cracked, hoarse with pain.

Jameson chuckled nonchalantly.

"Of course." "Did you think that I would believe you? Show yourself or get those lapdogs of yours to come at me if you want me dead.

Let's fight face-to-face.

If not, you might as well just shoot me." Jasper then slammed his fist into the glass and added, "Don't use such a vicious tactic.

I won't fall for it!" "Choose between the two," Jameson said, his grin widening.

not you,

is yours, Jasper."

Jameson picked up the black pill and pocketed the others, just in case Jasper had any other

“Just this one then.

force you into doing something you're not willing to anyway." "Give me all of them!" Jasper demanded,

He had no hesitation.

what

go." He knew from the start that he had no

push Jameson to hurt Alyssa—or worse, force her to take

he complied, the more time he bought for Jonah and the others to save

already on

pills were poison, he would just have to

Moments later, almost elusively, that female helper showed up before Jasper with the medicine box in her

me," Jameson demanded, excitement flickering behind his

the pills cold

Seconds ticked by.

Jasper threw back his head and swallowed

fingers twitched at that moment, her lashes fluttering though she remained

Jameson's pupils dilated.

the reaction or outcome of the