chapter 23

Chapter 23

Jackson pulled out his pistols from his waistband, pointing to the darkroom. He moved slowly with his feet barely touching the ground. The sound of gunshots floated in the room through the slightly opened dilapidated door. Everywhere inside the building was dark, but Jackson didn’t mind. He was more focused on finding Vincent as he walked majestically through the dark, narrow hallway.

“I knew you will come sooner or later, my good friend.” Vincent’s manly voice echoed through the hallway. Jackson’s eyes roamed around. He could feel his own heartbeat against his chest. “Where are you, bastard? Show yourself.” Jackson yelled and took a few steps into the darkness, pointing his guns in the air. “Is nice to see you again — Jackson.” Jackson snarled, angry that he couldn’t see anything except the horrible voice of his enemy. “Are we playing a hide and seek game now?” Vincent laughed cordially, the sound of his boots clicking against the floor as he slowly approach Jackson. Jack