Jack was in a car heading towards the Gagnnok's mansion. A place he did not want to set foot on. He watched through the window like he still was pondering on wether he should go on with his plans or not.
The driver drove far because the mansion wasn't located at main town.
Still watching through the window, Jack saw the man make a stop in front of huge gates.
"Here it is, Sir," said the diver. "The Logman's property."
Jack came down and handed over cash to the driver. "Keep the change." he said.
Steering towards the gates, he saw two guards stationed outside their usual post. One of them looked at him as if he didn't live here anymore. As though he was a stranger. It made Jack feel insulted as he hissed, making his way forcefully through them.
The gates were opened and he continued to stride into the house. He looked around for his father, walking down the hallways buy heard something amiss.
It was coming from downstairs.
Jack gingerly took one feet after the other as he desired to know what was going on. He kept on walking and the yells; which he had formerly heard grew louder. Curiosity rose in Jack as he pressed down a lamp which was the key to a secret passage below his father's chambers.
Going nigh the dungeon-like-room, Jack's back plastered on the wall as he twisted his neck to discover what was occuring.
This room; he had found out about it years back when he was younger. This was where his father held serious secret meetings and also trained newly turned werewolves. Jack had uncovered this restricted area of the house in a sneaky and skillful manner.
Jack witnessed men in black suits lined up like a group of cult members and a boy hung in chains. The boy was clothed but seemed fierce and tired at the same time.
Imagine a dark place with sany soil and brick-interlocked walls with chains. A man with a black hat and a black trench coat also stayed at the middle— he seemed as if the leader.
But Jack's father was there to.
'Who's that man?' a whisper in his thoughts.
"This boy doesn't know anything." said the man a the front whom resembled a well respected interrogator. His voice was low and seemed as though he thought well before speaking. "Perhaps he's forgotten or actually dosen't know."
"What are you doing here?" Charles asked Jack whom flinched by his entrance. His dark eyes questioned. He was obviously startled by the Beta. "You know the Alpha would kill you seeing you here."
Charles used wolf speed to get out of the underground prison and so did Jack.
"I wanted to speak with my father."
"Then book a meeting."
"With my father." Jack repeated as though he didn't hear the first time.
Charles wrinkled his forehead as if he was thinking. "How's you and Clarissa?"
Realizing, he replied, "Very cool. But you know what's cooler? My father's heart. How he deny me of access to my own money?"
"His money actually."
Shaking his head while making a face, Jack replied, "What's the difference? See, I have a standard to keep and I cannot afford to be-" The secret wall opened making a noise. "F-father."
A dark cloud hovered as Mr. Loggman glared taking confident strides. "What are you doing in my house?" His feel voice interrogated. The Alpha muttered, "I sensed noise and it always has to be you."
"Alpha I needto speak to you." He remained humbled in all areas; voice, gesture and if there were more a perfect 100 would be the score.
Mr. Loggman sighed, making way into his office chambers. His doors opened wide the same time detective Rowe came out of the concealed passage.
Jack followed his father after sensing that he wanted him to come in.
Now in, he shut the doors and carefully went to where his father was.
"Seat. Standing up dosen't make you less disrespectful."
Jack heaved a sigh for that one.
"What are you here for?"
"I noticed I can't make a withdrawal," his father's eyes squinted. "I went to the bank and when I tried withdrawing, I was told a… I thought perhaps you had a hand it since they told me a upper hand.." Jack gulped. He didn't know how to go on with this.
Comprehending his son's comaint, the Alpha