Chapter 15: Support Player
Arthur remained calm.
Jasper, the self-proclaimed rich man, wanted to fight him? This was a sudden request that piqued his interest.
Jasper was like a wildcard, and a fight could reveal more about him and his hidden motivations. With a straight face, Arthur asked, "And why exactly do you want to fight?"
"Let's just say," he said in a low and dangerous voice, "I have a feeling you can help me with something. A good fight has a way of bringing things to light."
There was a moment of silence. The ceiling lights above them gradually flickered.
"Alright, Jasper," Arthur finally said, meeting his intense gaze. "How 'bout we go somewhere more private?"
"I couldn't agree more..."
The two entered the elevators and descended with unspoken tension. Arthur never once looked at him, knowing the latter had ulterior motives. Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited till the last moment to ask for a fight.
The elevator doors slid open and revealed the deserted streetlamps lining the empty road. They both stepped out with unreadable expressions.
An unknown figure lurked unseen in the shadows and watched them walk forward.
It was William.