#Chapter438

An old friend

Ryan

We touched down in a town called Landview, Florida. We got out of the helicopter and followed Ace as he led us to someone he knew. I didn’t understand why we were in Florida again.

He knocked on the door. A guy answered.

“Ace,” the guy greeted Jake.

“Jake,” Ace greeted the guy.

We stood there. Ace and the guy smiled and hugged.

“You look good,” Ace smiled.

“So, do you,” he complimented him back.

“Mind if we come in?”

“Not at all,” he said, stepping aside.

We glanced at our surroundings. It was a beach house nestled in a secluded area.

I looked at...