"Alright," Jesse said. "And hey, that's what I'm here for. I'll see you tomorrow."
He hung up and rubbed his eyes, looking over at JJ. "My father had a stroke," he told her. "No one'll tell Jay anything, so in turn, I don't know anything. Jay's panicking, and I'm worried for him more than anything else. Poor kid's worried he'll be homeless if they old bastard dies."