A few seconds passed.

Terror passed through Lance’s eyes.

Jack however stayed calm.

“You’re not dead. And you’re not going to die,” was all Jack said.
He went to the phone & dialed 911. Quickly & calmly he explained that there was a man who’d been stabbed in his hotel room & that the ambulance needed to get here right away.

“What are you doing” Lance weezed out.

“Saving your pityful life.” Jack paused, “With that being said, I could’ve almost stolen it too. You remember that the next time you try to mess with her. Or Taylor.” Lance had his eyes closed so Jack grabbed his collar & yanked him up.
“Do you understand what I just said?”
After yelling in pain, Lance finally spoke with a full voice.
“I understand.”

Jack let go of his shirt. “Good.”