Jackson opened his eyes with a blurry vision, struggling to keep his eye lids open. He scanned through the perimeters of the room, he woke up in. He struggled to pull up himself with all his strength, after a heavy passing out. Just then,

"Good Morning, Jackson. I hope, your trip to Paradise was blissful. You're welcome."

A tall figure walked up and towered over Jackson who was lying on a bed. A bed only big enough to accommodate him somehow. The light hanging right above his head, was covered by the tall presence, casting a shadow over Jackson pale, yet determined face. Jackson looked up to recognize the man. He left out a weak smirk.

Jackson(heavy breath): I'm impressed, Alvarez.

He crossed his hands over his chest, as he replied: Hiding your defeat, with a smile. I like that.

Jackson: There is no defeat, Officer. This is just a phase. And, a champion always praises a precision move by the opponent. Well that's what I did. You kidnapped me.

Mr. Alvarez gives out a giggle as he walks away from the bed,  to a distance. Jackson puts his energy in rising up from his position, creasing his face, trying to cope up with the headache. Mr Alvarez kept watching him from a far. He rises up from the bed and sits up, supporting both his hands on the corners of the bed, as he looked down and continued panting heavily.

Jackson: Where is the kid?

Mr. Alvarez: Cutting to the chase, I see.

Jackson: Consider it a boon. Jackson, "the human" is asking you, in the most humble way. Where is the kid?

Mr. Alvarez: It seems, the kid was quite special to you, eh?

Jackson's panting stops as suddenly his body get tensed and even before, Alvarez could react, Jackson stormed towards Mr. Alvarez and held him by his collar and yelled with his eyes burning with rage: THAT WAS A SMALL KID TO START WITH, YOU BLOODY DICKHEAD!! JUST TELL ME, WHERE SHE IS.

Mr. Alvarez: SECURITY!!

After, Mr. Alvarez called out, four well built, tall men, dressed in black rushed in and tried to get hold of Jackson from behind, but he pulled himself away, turned around and placed a heavy punch on one the men's face, pushing the later a few meters away. Before he could get to the others, all of the men surrounded him, pulling out their guns, aiming at Jackson. And, Jackson stops where he is.

Mr. Alvarez: A stupid would drag such a situation. No?

Jackson turned his heel towards Mr. Alvarez and looked up at him with disgust whereas Mr Alvarez stood with a calm expression.

Mr. Alvarez places a coffee mug, with steaming coffee over the wooden table, on the either side of which Jackson kept seated, looking straight towards a nowhere, guarded by two men standing behind him. Mr. Alvarez looked over at Jackson and pulled himself a chair towards the table facing Jackson and leaned his back towards the rest. His eyes fixated on Jackson.

Mr. Alvarez: Jackson! So,...

Jackson: Where is Sarah.

Mr. Alvarez:...sorry?

Jackson: Where. is. the. kid?

Mr. Alvarez:...she is completely safe.

Jackson:...that is NOT WHAT IS ASKED FOR.

Mr. Alvarez: I suggest you calm down, kingpin.

Jackson: Just tell me where she is, before you regret.

Mr. Alvarez: You do have some balls, young man. You are surrounded by my men and you are giving me threats. Wow!

Jackson: Let us just cut to the chase, shall we?

Mr. Alvarez leaned towards the table and rested his elbows on the table, getting more closer to Jackson: Let's talk business, shall we? The reason you are here for?

Jackson: What business?

Mr. Alvarez: You give me an information, I give you back the kid.

Jackson softens his expression as he now takes time to study Mr. Alvarez' face.

Mr. Alvarez creases his eyebrows: What?

Jackson: I'm studying.

Mr. Alvarez: What the sweet hell on earth, you are studying?

Jackson: Just that, (exhales) are you insane? or just stupid? or....are you drunk?

Mr. Alvarez: I suggest you keep witty comments inside your pocket.

Jackson: No, no, no...I'm curious. You trick me to get me abducted. The police, apparently abducted "me". and you expect to get information out of me?

Jackson gives out a sarcastic laughter.: Funny. Really funny. Now get me my niece.

Mr. Alvarez: You are ought to give.

Jackson: Just because you want the whole department to get destroyed.

Mr. Alvarez stormed up from his seat, banging both his knuckles hard on the table, making the banging sound echo throughout the whole room: THE HELL WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN??

Jackson: To begin with, Alvarez. This is not just us, you messed up with, Alvarez. You put your hands on our family, and we are NOT OKAY with that.

Mr. Alvarez: Jackson, listen to me. I just want few things from you. I swear she will be brought to you. She is safe. She is with Madeline.

Jackson: Madeline?

Mr. Alvarez: I guess, you are not very unfamiliar with this name.

........

Mr. Alvarez: Can we talk?

Jackson: I'm not telling you anything, if that is what you are trying to extract out of me. And, for your information, even death won't scare me.

Mr. Alvarez: Fair enough. But, what I'm going to ask you..

Mr. Alvarez pauses for a bit and takes back his seat.

He continues:....is not about your gang. We are asking you about the racket.

Jackson: Which racket?

Mr. Alvarez: The sex trafficking racket.

Jackson frowns at his words.

Mr. Alvarez: To be very honest, Jackson. We know, you either want to stop it, or keep continuing it. You had an alliance with the Wizard?

Jackson:.........we did.

Mr. Alvarez: I want to know, where they are.

"Officer!"

As, Mr. Alvarez was about to continue, another policemen called him from behind. He turned around.

Cop: You are having an important call.

Mr. Alvarez: I am in middle of an interrogation.

Cop: You don't want to miss it.

Mr. Alvarez looks towards Jackson and receives the phone: Alvarez.

As, the voice speaks on the either side of the phone, the color of his face turns pale.

Mr. Alvarez cuts the call and screams: HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE??

Mr. Alvarez turns towards Jackson with disgust and stromed towards him, banged his hands on the table:IT WAS YOU??

Jackson frowned still holding a calm expression: What's wrong, now?

Mr. Alvarez: Don't you dare, put up the act of "I don't know!" Where is my daughter?"

Jackson: Your daughter?

Mr. Alvarez: If you even touch a hair on her, I swear.......

Jackson: Hold on! I don't know, what you are talking about.

Mr. Alvarez: WHERE IS SHE???

Jackson studies Mr. Alvarez and softens his face. He takes some time to make up a conclusion.

Jackson: Right! There you go.

Mr. Alvarez: What do you mean?

Jackson: Leave Sarah!

Mr. Alvarez: I'M NOT LEAVING HER, UNTIL YOU TELL ME, WHERE MY DAUGHTER IS...

Jackson rises up from his seat even before Mr. Alvarez could complete the sentence.

He yells: WE DID NOT DO ANYTHING TO YOUR DAUGHTER. WE NEVER LET WOMEN AND CHILDREN INTO THESE CROSSFIRES. UNLIKE YOU, OF COURSE. WE DO HAVE VALUES OF OUR OWN. TO LET YOU KNOW.

Mr. Alvarez stood still in his place, keeping his angry eyes fixed on Jackson. Not saying a single word.

Jackson: As much as I hate to say this. Let Sarah go. The hawks will help you find your daughter.

Mr. Alvarez: You are playing me, at my moment of weakness, eh?

Jackson(chuckles): Rule 1, Mr. Alvarez, never let your enemy know, you are weak. Rule 2, never doubt on the commitments, I make. Maybe, I know, who are behind this. And, I want them destroyed. How about we work together?

Mr. Alvarez: Wait, WHAT?

Jackson: How. about. we. work together?

Mr. Alvarez: You think I'm going to help you?

Jackson: No! I don't need your help. I'm just stopping you from poking your nose into my business and in this errand, I'll help rescue your daughter. But,....

Mr. Alvarez: But?

Jackson: I want to see Sarah...

Mr. Alvarez(exhales), keeping his eyes fixed on Jackson: Let, Madeline bring in the kid.