Jacob Seed Far Cry 5 Novels & Stories

“Morgan’s border.” Selene’s gaze lifted sharply. Jacob went very still. Of course. Always east. Always through the cracks between packs. He reached for the communication line. Not to Morgan yet. Not to Decker. First to his trackers. “Find Jovan. Alive if possible.” Then he looked at Callum. “Send Dark Mountain a message.” Callum nodded. “What do you want it to say?” Jacob looked at the board. At the names. At the rot. Then answered, “Tell Decker Silver Claw has begun cleaning house.” A pause. “And tell him one rat ran east.”

After her best friend was seated, they started with the first thing on the agenda: who is the leader of the rogue corporation? Juan got the ball rolling, “Jake is definitely a candidate.” “So is Greg.” Christian continued before adding, “Maybe even Sebastian Cummings.” “No, he isn’t.” Xandar and Lucianne said at the same time, and Lucianne blushed at the synchronicity of their response while Xandar reached for her hand on the table. Toby resisted the urge to tease them again as Xandar explained how Sebastian couldn’t have been involved in any manner. Raden then said, “This may be a long shot but did any of you recognise any Lycans in Forest Gloom the other day?”

"Oh, and why is that? Do you mind explaining the reason behind your outrageous thought?" Scarlett eyed Jacob. He was now tasting wine, and it seemed like he took great pleasure in speaking with fancy words. Jacob was a man who probably thought he had more class even though the only thing he possessed was money and a crazy brain. "Because you're batshit crazy," Griffin was courageous enough to snort in amusement at his words, even daring to smirk. "And after my more capable men find out where you're holding us, you're a dead man. Sebastian doesn't care about family. He would end you without asking for my permission."