Chapter 47: Our Last Night Together

It is with only one last glance that I look over to where Brendan is sitting with one big anticipating grin on his godawful face. And as he is just about to say another word, I stop him right before he can, "I will rather take my chances in court."

"Ha!" He bursts out laughing, "Well, you have just sealed your own fate."

"Somehow, Brendan." I pause for a brief moment. "Somehow, I don't think so. But hey, I will give you that for trying to get me to go back on what I stand for as a man. Guess that is why Isabella is with me and not you…I guess."

Well, that just should not have been said, for the man turns red hot with anger, "You are going down Jackson; your life is over."

"We will see about that. But as good as this was talking to you, I need to go spend the last night as a free man with MY wife. I hope you enjoy your lonely bed," and as I am just about to leave the room, I turn back to him, "I have a feeling I will see you very soon again."