Chapter 49 So Much for Low Profile

• Jackson was running away like death itself was chasing him. He almost crashed into the street lamps a few times as he sped through the streets. It was not until he was miles away from the mansion did he stop the car at the roadside, thinking that it was safe. He leaned against his seat, but his limbs were still shivering from fear. His shirt was in shambles, and his skin was filled with lacerations. A while later, he took his phone out with trembling hands and called Kelly.
• "So, how's it going, Jackson? Where are you at?" Kelly asked. She sounded delighted even through the phone. Of course she was excited. She could stab Kendall in the back again.
• "Kelly, get me a new set of clothes and wait for me at the hospital." The dogs did not bite him, but they did scratch him. He had to have these wounds treated and get a rabies vaccine injection. It was fortunate he had covered his face. The dogs did not manage to scratch it, or his face would have been ruined.