Damn it Jason cursed under his breath, frustrated with the unexpected turn of events. The once peaceful afternoon had quickly escalated into chaos. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he tried to come up with a solution to the problem at hand. His heart pounded in his chest, a feeling of dread sinking in. Crap, he muttered, running a hand through his hair as he racked his brain for a way out of this mess. Time was running out and he knew he had to act fast. With a sinking feeling in the pit of...