Chapter 268 – An Interruption

• We make it through our run in record time, I think each of us feeling Jackson’s nearly limitless energy flowing through us and grateful for it.
• “Seriously,” Jesse says, beaming at Jacks. “You should bottle this stuff. Sell it on the black market. Make millions.”
• “I don’t need millions,” Jackson murmurs distractedly in reply, his hand on his hips, looking out over the hills in the distance outside the castle. “Also, don’t you two get hooked,” he says, turning back to aim a little glare at Jesse and Rafe. “I have a lot of energy built up in reserves but it would take work to supply four people every day. So. Only in emergencies.”