Grace's POV
I am just so done with everything. I don't know who to trust besides Alex and Zack, but Rian and Matt are locked up too. And now apparently there's some 'second phase'? What, this wasn't fucked up enough for Jack? I honestly can't believe he's the guy who was one of my best friends in high school.

"Grace? Could you let Matt explain, please? He knows more about it than I do." Rian begs.

I glare at both of them, but then sigh. "Why the hell not?"

"I really am sorry for how I've treated you Gracie. No one was ever actually supposed to get hurt."

"Stop, Matt. I don't really give a fuck about that right now. Just tell me what's going on."

"Jack had the idea to turn this into a well, um, brothel."

"EXCUSE me?"

Alex lets out an angry cry, and I go over and rub his shoulders to try and calm him down. Zack looks pissed.

"Please tell me this is just another one of his fucking jokes, Rian." Zack demands.

"I really wish I could." Rian responds, holding his head in his hands.

Jack's POV
I smirk, knowing how upset they all must be. Aw, what a shame, I suppose. But I really couldn't care less. I have my plans, what I'm going to do, and they are all a part of it whether they like it or not.

My smile drops as the phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Jack, where is my money!? Or at the very least, the opening of this brothel."

I sigh heavily. "Got all the starting people now. Give me a week and we'll be up and runnig, and you'll get your money as soon as possible."

The phone clicks dead.