A Tale of Two Faces 1

Jason Cross emerged from the embrace of Emily's apartment, the warmth of their recent encounter still lingering on his skin that was glowing a bit too brightly. He smirked… that was fun. Anyway, it was time for him to move. He had to go to work, but before then, he would have to pass by his home and see Veronica and take a shower.

The cool, concrete stairs of the building whispered goodbye under his polished shoes as he descended the building trying to head out of the place to go grab a cab at the main road. But his thoughts of sweet victory were shattered by the unexpected sight of "Mr" Thomas Grayson, his stern form perched at the bottom like a grim sentinel, looking at him, his eyes narrowed. 

Jason gazed deeply into those eyes, narrowing his all the while. The man's eyes, usually cold and calculating, now blazed with a fury that could melt steel. Damn... he was angry.

Jason checked his progress, sighing in the next moment. 

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