jackson Rippner | 📞

"Shh shh," Jack hushed you in an almost condescending manner. He was almost smiling, "Wipe those tears away and take the phone, please."

You had some connections with a politician, and you had accidentally become friends with a dangerous man who needed those connections. "I just need you to get that nice little manager to change Keefe's room."

"You can do this," Jack continued quietly, holding the plane's phone toward you in one hand, the other wrapped around yours to keep you in the seat.