Jason's POV

"I am Vince's father."

I whispered, testing the information in my tongue with eyes wide, staring at my grandfather as everything clicked in.

He'd just told me a story that was damn near disgusting and I wasn't sure where to first start.

He nodded slowly as if afraid to confirm the truth.

He was right to be afraid, the only thing controlling me right now was that my father was beside me and that I was still struggling to believe everything I had just heard.

"I'm Vince's Dad?" I repeated, just to be sure I wasn't crazy.

"Yes, Vince is your son." He confirmed again. There was a...