Outside his apartment, the voices of a couple arguing echoed up from the otherwise empty street. It was late already. But he still had hours of work ahead of him. Some holiday, he thought to himself, shaking his head and smiling slightly. Pouring hi...
His sharp blue eyes met him, filled with uncertainty. He wasn’t used to that look—and neither was the world. He was Jackson Godspeed, after all. He was confident. He was trained. Nothing could shake him. Or so he had thought. Jacks tried that uncertainty on for size. It felt strange, like the sti...