Jameson may have been the Golden Syndicates main enforcer but there was a part of him that had a major soft spot for his friends. Many would consider it a weakness, but he believed it to be a strength. It meant it gave him motivations behind how he dealt with things. He wasn’t a complete jerk or anything and when he saw Abigail once she had been able to clear everything in the jailhouse for them he had to pull her aside. “ You okay? What the hell happened?”
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Once she had gotten the rest of her fellow gang members released, they were all met by her state of distress, as well as a hand cast that was so not her. From what the police had said, the lot of them were picked up a little before the party went downhill. Simply put, she was the first they’d find out about regarding what happened at the party. So when Jameson pulled her aside with queries, she had little answers with her at the moment then. “Honestly, we don’t know what the fuck happened.” answered the brunette, sounding irate herself for the lack of information. “One minute we were all having fun, the next, the library floor just collapsed and everything went crashing down. “Some of us are hurt, but just a handful. There might be two, three dead, none of ours though.” At least, this was all she knew then; no doubt they’d find out more in the next few hours or so. Glancing to the rest of them, concerned remained etched on her features. “How did you guys fare in there? In jail over a knife? You ought to know better, Cafferty.” she lightly scolded him.
