Chapter 183: An Ex-Prisoner, a Kingpin?

"Get in. Let's go somewhere and have a real talk." Carson smiled. He believed Pierce Jackson had finally gotten scared. His plan had worked. He didn't fear an ex-prisoner with connections-he only feared not finding the man's weakness. Find the soft spot, strike once, and it was over. Like handling a cobra: no matter how venomous, if you clamped down right behind its head, even the deadliest snake went limp. Phew. Pierce let out a long breath, opened the door, and slid into the seat. Say what you...