Jahon POV
"Ah, ah… don't be in a hurry," Alan warmed, preventing me from touching the money.
"Why are you here?" I asked, almost impatient.
"I heard you're after Nyla and want to kill her, I have so much evidence against you. Your phone, your wallet, and the gun which have your fingerprint on them," I moved backward a bit, my heart racing.
"What do you want?" I asked, giving him a cautious look.
"It isn't about what I want but what you can offer me,"
"I still have everything against you and your family. I wouldn't hesitate to split out if you become a threat to me,"
"Now we are on the same page and we are reasoning together,"
"Together!" I arched an eyebrow at him wondering what he was getting to.