After hanging up with Jackson, Noah put his phone on the passenger seat and changed gears.
"I still have a few things I need to settle with Ryker's backing," He thought, as he sped up in the city.
****
After a while, Noah slowly pulled up next to the curb as he saw Jackson's Porsche 911 parked at the side.
Jackson in the car heard the Lykan's engine, glancing at the mirrors to make sure he saw Noah's car.
Jackson stepped out of the car with two bags and approached Noah, his expression that of residual concern.
Opening the passenger door he slid into the seat after placing the bags behind, looking at Noah carefully, still curious how he was unharmed.
"Glad you're alright," Jackson said," I didn't think I'd be seeing you out of that warehouse so soon."
Noah looked at him, his face unreadable. "And yet, here I am."
Jackson's smile faded, leaning back. "So, what's on your mind?"
