"I'm sorry, Mr. Marcus. This will be our first so I want it to be private," Jackson replied.
 Ythan raised his eyebrows. He tossed the key to Jackson and then slowly walked over to it. "Is that really your only reason…Jackson?" he asked.
 Jackson swallowed. Ythan looked him directly in the eyes. He immediately looked away. ‘I belittle him. He's more dangerous than I ever imagined,' he thought.
 "I'm only asking you for a small favor, Jackson. Common, give it to me," Ythan continued to encourage.
 Jackson rubbed his forehead. Return to his memory of how Ythan attempted his life.
 ***Flashback***
 The prison guards at the correctional facility where Jackson was taken were moving in and out. Chaotic and noisy were not enough words to describe life inside the prison. While Jackson was busy washing his underwear, he was approached by one of the stubborn prisoners in the cell he was in.
 "Boss says he wants to help you escape from here. Go to bed early later. By one o'clock in the morning, the plan will begin," whispered a prisoner.
 "Alright. Please tell him, thank you very much," Jackson replied.
 "It's him. The boss overheard that one of our colleagues was planning to stab you. He said one of his police friends heard that one of our friends was ordered to kill you. Always be alert. It's a shame you serve your boss if only you could go to the coffin. I know what hardships you went through just to win his heart." An inmate tapped Jackson on the shoulder. "If you can't sleep, do it. We want you to get out of here alive and not a corpse." He was about to leave when Jackson suddenly stopped him. "Do you need anything else?" he asked.
 "Do you know who ordered me to be killed?" Jackson asked. His eyes speak. The person he was talking to looked around before answering.
 "Boss is not sure but his police friend only heard two names," whispered the prisoner.
 "Go ahead. I'm listening while doing laundry," said Jackson.
 "Jacob and Marcus," said the prisoner.
 Jackson dropped the underwear he was holding. He slowly looked at his interlocutor.
 "Based on your reaction, it looks like you know those two people. It's up to you to find out which one of the two is the culprit as long as...be careful not to stab yourself. When there's something suspicious around you, don't be shy to shout. He’s coming, we're here to help you." The inmate patted Jackson on the shoulder again before he left.
 When Jackson found out that someone wanted to kill him inside the prison, he couldn't sleep. At the end of his eating, urinating and sitting he still thinks about that thing. He was alert in spite of intense thoughts. He looked at the clock. It's almost one o'clock. When he had to get up and get ready, he felt sleepy. He yawned, followed by closing his eyes. He had been sleeping for a few minutes when he dreamed of his mother. His head was constantly pounding while his whole body was sweating.
 {"Jackson, son, I want you to know that you are not a bad person. You are such a good son, not only to me but also to your dad. I know you still love him to this day…despite all his sins and shortcomings. Son, as I always say, you should not turn your anger on other people who have done nothing wrong to you. The sin of the parent is not the sin of the child. I know you know what I mean. There are many people who want to love and care for you. You just have to accept them and let them into your life. Son, thank you for caring about me until the last moment of my life. Remember, when you don't know anymore what you should believe, always listen to what your heart says. Wake up, son! It's not time for us to be together. I wish you to be happy with the people you consider family...even if you continue fighting your feelings for them."}
 When Jackson opened his eyes, a sharp knife appeared before him. The man holding it was so surprised that it went out of focus. He immediately grabbed the knife to prevent it from being applied to his chest.
 "You have to die so I can be freed from here! I'm not a criminal! I was just set up! You have to die so I can be with my family again!" shouted the man holding the knife.
 "Once you kill me, the clothes you're wearing will fit you. Your clean conscience will be stained! If you're really not a criminal, drop the knife you're holding!" Jackson said weakly but with emphasis. The vein is coming out of his neck. His face is sweaty.
 The man smiled. "You can't screw my head! This is the only way I can get out of here!" he said.
 "There are many other ways! You can request to reopen your case! I can help you! I have money and connections outside," said Jackson.
 The man shook his head. "How many times have I begged for my case to be re-investigated but how many times have I failed! The trend here is dirty but the trend in the court is even dirtier and uglier! They only think of people like me who have no name in society. We are the ones they use to cover up the stink of influential and big people in society. I don't believe in a fair fight anymore!" He put his strength into his hands again so he could bring the knife closer to Jackson's chest.
 Jackson's eyes widened when he felt the blood flowed from his cheek. His hands suddenly tingled. That's when he realized that he had a wound. His arms are also getting weak. He closed his eyes while praying. He had forgotten the order of one of his friends in prison. Just one more inch and the knife will be trampled in his chest. He suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the man fall on top of him.
 "W-What happened?" Jackson grabbed the man's back. His hands froze when he saw that they were covered in blood. It couldn't have come from his wound because it was so small. He almost felt nauseous when the man on top of him suddenly vomited blood. He saw the boss's face. "W-Why did you kill him?" he said callously..
 "If I hadn't killed him, you would have died. Won't you at least be grateful?" said the boss.
 Jackson shook his head. "He's not a bad person. He's just stuck in a situation," he said.
 The boss laughed softly. "When you show mercy in this place, you will be killed soon. Get up there and get ready! We're going to escape!" he ordered, turning away.
 Jackson was stunned for a few minutes. His cheeks were wet with his tears. He couldn't stop sobbing at what happened. He was sure the man on top of him now was a good man. The feeling's familiar. As a child, he knows how painful it is to lose a parent. He just felt nothing heavy resting on him.
 "Jackson, pull yourself together! This is your only chance to escape. If you don't get up now, the woman you love will be in danger!" said his prisoner friend.
 Jackson stopped crying. "What do you mean?"
 "The man who ordered to kill you…he plans to kidnap a girl named Freya. That's just some of the information that our boss gathered. If you still love her, get up from there and get ready to run away!" Jackson's prisoner friend was about to turn away when he remembered something else to say. "One of your enemy's men is a former friend of the boss. When you escape from here, he will tell you where to find the man who attempted to end your life."
 That's when Jackson came to his senses. He put aside his pity for the man lying on the floor. He had more reason to escape from the four corners of the prison.
 ***End of Flashback***
 Jackson turned his gaze to Ythan and then smiled mischievously. "Small favor?" He laughed out loud.
 Because of Jackson's reaction, Ythan's face darkened. "Looks like you're insulting me," he said.
 Jackson bit his lower lip and then gave Ythan a couple of hard punches in the stomach. "I wish I could play with you because I'm sick of your face," he said.
 Ythan writhed in pain. "What are you talking about, Jackson? Are you losing your mind? Are you trying to fight me now?" he asked one after the other.
 "I'll lose my sanity even more if I continue to pretend that I didn't know what you are doing. I already punched you, you're still asking if I'm fighting you? Are you stupid?" As Jackson walks closer to Ythan, he backs away.
 "You will pay for this betrayal of yours JACKSON GRAY! You will not get out of this alive!" Ythan shouted bravely.
 "Really? It seems that between the two of us..." Jackson bowed, "you're the one who won't see the sun again." He gave Ythan a nasty look. He ran quickly and in an instant he was holding him by the neck. "I will kill you! You are the root of everything!"
 Ythan almost lost his breath when Jackson suddenly loosened his grip on his neck. His eyes widened as he slowly looked behind him.
 A loud laugh came out of Ythan's mouth. "You underestimate me too much, Jackson. I'm not as stupid as you think." He slowly stood up and grabbed Jackson by the neck. "Where is your courage? Why did your horn suddenly retract?" Ythan laughed loudly again.
 "F-Freya..." said Jackson as he looked at the unconscious Freya. She was held by one of Ythan's men. She only wears a bra and a panty. "What…what did you do to her?" he asked angrily.