Christian
It was the early hours of the morning when he opened his laptop computer. As with the rest of his assets, he'd purchased it with prize money.
He knew the name 'Hanson' sounded familiar... very familiar in fact. So, he decided to plug it into a search engine.
"Hanson..." he murmured with a frown, typing it in as soon as he was connected to the internet.
He tapped his fingers on the desk as he waited for the search results.
"Ah, Hanson. Yeah, I know who they are now. I used to get compared to that girly one," he rolled his eyes as he scrolled down the list of sites.
He hesitated when he came to a biography. What first caught his attention was the mention of his location - Tulsa. Secondly, the name Clarke.
He clicked on the site.
"Woah..." he brathed out, his eyes wide.
He leant back slightly, feeling confusion, hatred and worry at the same time.
"So... Clarke. The eldest of the Hanson brothers, huh?" he grinned, "how the hell am I supposed to get to you?"
He hesitated, studying a picture of his target, then shut the laptop.
"I'll find you," he growled, "one way or another."