Chapter 145: A Dirty Disease

As the new man in the big chair, Pierce Jackson had to set the tone with a few hard moves. He stayed buried in files all morning, and near noon his phone lit up with an unknown number. "Pierce Jackson speaking. Who's this?" "Hello, Miracle Doctor Jackson. I-I'm Dustin, Dustin Ford. Do you remember me? That night at Mist Residence, the street race-I lost to you." Dustin's voice dripped with flattery. Pierce set his files down. "Mm, I remember. You're the one your own father whipped with a belt,...