Jason Statham Hazbin Hotel Mga Nobela at Kwento

If only I was that stupid. People say that Jaxon Armstrong is the devil in disguise, because of the shitty deals he makes me with people and how he treats his guests. I say he is a gang leader who underestimates the power women have over him. Jason however intrudes my thoughts on his stupidity, "Are you going to answer my questions now or just talk to yourself out loud?" He crouches in front of me because I'm sitting on a chair, "Do you remember the date of the assassination?" I roll my eyes, "yes"

Zade Getting into his office I look at him. “Why has Jason cleaned up three bodies in twenty-four hours? One of which was Izzy’s fucking date!” He glares at me and I stand silenced. Shit, I should have known Jason would tell him. “Well? I’m waiting for an ID on the other two, what the fuck is going on?” I laugh. “You realise she was letting men use her, right? She told me herself, that she wanted to be fucking used, so I stopped it,” I snap.

Just as I’m wrapping up my meeting, Jason comes rushing into the room, looking more flustered than usual. I wait for everyone else to leave the conference room before leaning back in my chair and giving him a pointed look. “What is it?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. Jason clears his throat, trying to regain his composure. “Sir, we’ve got him.” The moment those words leave his mouth, I’m quick to get to my feet. “Are you sure? This isn’t one of his tricks again?” “Positive. I triple-checked everything. He’s staying at some shady motel on the outskirts of the city under a fake name. One of the surveillance cameras caught him entering the place not even an hour ago. He’s definitely there, and he h