Jack POV

Paris was really a cool country for criminals to reside in.

The plane arrived safely and I'm in Las Vegas.

"Las Vegas!"I called out the name in a moan, clenching my fist.

The place where I had buried my sadness and past and the same place which had called me back to take what's rightfully mine and also save lives which are really necessary.

"Damien..."

The idiot must have been so relaxed that he must have forgotten that his longtime enemy might step his foot in Las Vegas.

Be it in the next world, I Jack Royce will never run away from my motherland.

But I have to...