Jack gets mad

Jack's anger is palpable as he texts back to Tyreal, his words laced with rags. "You're a sick, twisted son of a bitch," he writes. "I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but it's going to end badly for you," he adds, his threats clear and menacing.

Tyreal's response is a loud, maniacal laugh. "Oh, Jack. You're so entertaining," he writes. "I love how you think you can take me down. But let me tell you something. I'm the one who's always in control," he adds, his words dripping with confidence and menace.