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Jack was impressed by how easily the misunderstanding between him and his son got cleared up.

Jameson's frown has been replaced with a soft smile.

I should thank him, He thought as he kept an eye on his brother, resting behind him with a smirk on his lips. On second thought, he might tease me for it.

"Where are we heading next?" Heady broke the silence and lifted one eye lid up.

"A hidden bar." Jack muttered and kept his gaze on the road. "I heard it belongs to one of the mafia-gang we're trying to track down. According to some files of the FBI, only a few people can enter it-"

"And that is us." Heady grinned confidently. "Aren't we lucky?"

Jack rolled his eyes back. "Right. Moving on, to enter the bar we need to stick to the regulations and not to appear suspicious. "

Huh? The psychopath leaned closer as he tilted his head to the side. "What would that be?"

A file was handed to him as a response, making Heady eagerly analyze it.

"I don't like this at all." He shortly said.

Being the silent kid in the back, Jameson finally had his ears open. "Why? What do you mean?"

Unfortunately the two men ignore his question.

"As you've already read. Exactly that." Jack replied, keeping a stern look.

"Shit! Where are we gonna get that!?" Heady muttered and shook his head.

Way to get ignored!, the teenager gave up, trying to gain their attention.

"Well, I have some sort of plan." The FBI agent suddenly muttered, causing the psychopath to look at him blankly.

"Absolutely not! I'm not doing this again." He growled.

Jack sighed. "It worked out perfectly the first time. You don't expect me to do it! No! Just, no!"

"Neither will I." Heady countered. "Forget it. I won't do it."

"That means, we only have on option then." Jack gave his brother a look, who nodded.

"I don't like this at all." Jameson gulped as he notice the two men turn to look at him from the passenger's seat.

What type of perverted cosplay is this!?, Jameson blushed hard and couldn't help but keep his head lowered

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What type of perverted cosplay is this!?, Jameson blushed hard and couldn't help but keep his head lowered

While his father and uncle where making fun of him, he internally was praying to be buried 6 feet under.

"As a woman, you look good." Heady complimented his nephew who was heating up.

"But you are a flat board. No ass and tits." Jack added, making his brother laugh.

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