He was here on business. But what kind of business? Well it depends....
Nobody knew his name because he chose to keep it that way. It's a lot easier to enjoy the life of a billionaire, drinking, partying and all sorts of debauchery, when you didn't have the media constantly swarming your face.
Nine hundred billion. That was how much his company was worth. Which -unlike Jason- was known to the entire world as Raven's Holdings. The largest manufacturer of electric cars, electric planes and anything that you could put the word electric in front of and sell.
To those who spoke with him, he kept up the appearance of a devoted warrior. Striving to fight climate change and protect the world with his entrepreneurial efforts. A goodwilled billionaire angel on a mission to save earth.
If something is too good to be true, then it certainly isn't. And that certainly was the case for Jason. While Sunset beach did have a few acres of land nearby that he was indeed purchasing to build a new factory. It wasn't the only reason he was here.
He had heard that it was a sleepy town. Relaxed police force with a history of crime. Perfect for his drug-trafficking. Fantastic for his money-laundering casinos and strip-clubs. Ideal for his prostitution and trafficking syndicate. Flawless for his arms-dealings.
Admirable would be the best way to describe the way he kept both worlds separate. But anyone who knew him well enough, would know which world he liked more.
Tranquil towns like Sunset had barely any media coverage -barring the splendid reviews of it's beach- and so it was highly unlikely that the world would bat an eye if a few unfortunate souls went missing. Jason was tired of hypnotizing and eating the pestering cops who pressed him whenever he made a few people disappear back home.
Jason was hoping for a more pleasant and less bothersome stay at Sunset. One filled with easy bites and easy women.
To him Sex was like water. Flesh like food. Blood like sauce. And Bones like breadcrumbs.
Nobody knew his name because he chose to keep it that way. It's a lot easier to enjoy the life of a billionaire, drinking, partying and all sorts of debauchery, when you didn't have the media constantly swarming your face.
Nine hundred billion. That was how much his company was worth. Which -unlike Jason- was known to the entire world as Raven's Holdings. The largest manufacturer of electric cars, electric planes and anything that you could put the word electric in front of and sell.
To those who spoke with him, he kept up the appearance of a devoted warrior. Striving to fight climate change and protect the world with his entrepreneurial efforts. A goodwilled billionaire angel on a mission to save earth.
If something is too good to be true, then it certainly isn't. And that certainly was the case for Jason. While Sunset beach did have a few acres of land nearby that he was indeed purchasing to build a new factory. It wasn't the only reason he was here.
He had heard that it was a sleepy town. Relaxed police force with a history of crime. Perfect for his drug-trafficking. Fantastic for his money-laundering casinos and strip-clubs. Ideal for his prostitution and trafficking syndicate. Flawless for his arms-dealings.
Admirable would be the best way to describe the way he kept both worlds separate. But anyone who knew him well enough, would know which world he liked more.
Tranquil towns like Sunset had barely any media coverage -barring the splendid reviews of it's beach- and so it was highly unlikely that the world would bat an eye if a few unfortunate souls went missing. Jason was tired of hypnotizing and eating the pestering cops who pressed him whenever he made a few people disappear back home.
Jason was hoping for a more pleasant and less bothersome stay at Sunset. One filled with easy bites and easy women.
To him Sex was like water. Flesh like food. Blood like sauce. And Bones like breadcrumbs.
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