Chapter 4. In The Dark-4

Jordan simply smiles, getting to his feet and pulling open a drawer belonging to one of the many cabinets. Rummaging though the contents, he pulls out a worn piece of paper and returns to his seat. "This is what you're looking for." He waves the paper slowly. "Now, I'm willing to give this to you...on one condition." "Anything." I reply eagerly. "You leave me and my people alone. I'd like to avoid all contact with your pack and I can't have you returning again and again for my help. This is the only time I will respond to you." "Do you have any family?" I randomly ask, noting his clenched jaw. "A wife and a daughter." He replies after a long moment of silence. "Died a long time ago." "I'm sorry..." "The fighting ring that you're looking for is actually in the nearest human city, called Greyfort." Jordan cuts me off, stabbing a finger at the piece of paper that appears to be a map. "It's a financial powerhouse, hence the reason for all