Chapter 73

After ending the call, a subtle smile crept onto my face. I drove directly to a bar and, after navigating a few twists and turns inside, spotted a group of people in a booth. I glanced at my phone in confirmation, then looked up at the man seated in the center. It was Zack Jackson, the second son of the Jackson family. If I wanted to negotiate with Zane, I needed some leverage. With that in mind, I approached the bar and gave the bartender 100 dollars. "Get me the madam of this establishment," I said. The bartender blinked, saying nothing, and gestured to someone across the room. Shortly after, a flamboyantly dressed woman in her 40s approached us. "Ms. Vivienne, this gentleman is looking for some company," the bartender said. Ms. Vivienne smiled and looked at me. "Well, young man, what kind of company are you looking for?" There were plenty of hostesses in an establishment like this, and some offered more intimate services. "Let's discuss this upstairs. I'm looking for somet