The train horn blared drawing VERY close now.
"I'LL TALK!" Jax screamed.
The masked figure leaned closer.
"You have less than 30 seconds."
Jax's voice cracked.
"OKAY OKAY OKAY."
The figure leaned in, ear inches from Jax's mouth.
"Speak."
Jax inhaled deeply as the train thundered toward them while the masked figure waited.
"I sent it to..."
Jax suddenly grinned.
"Your momma."
The masked figure froze.
"What?"
"Your momma owns it."
The train horn SCREAMED.
Three seconds.
The masked figure panicked slightly.
"What did you just say?!"
"I SAID YOUR MOMMA!"
The masked figure let out a low sigh.
"Tell me who owns the money!"
Jax squinted.
"Still your momma."
The masked figure facepalmed but Jax kept going.
"And if not her, then probably your auntie. It runs in the family."
Jax leaned forward slightly despite being tied.
"Listen man. If you wanted financial advice, you could've just asked."
The masked figure growled.
"You think this is funny?"
