Zeno sat beside Bison in his car, his fists balled in anger.
He felt like a fool.
Everything had been a lie from the beginning.
He was now left to wonder why Sebastian even bothered with him. Was it a kind of thrill for him to fuck his hostages?
"I want to help you, Zeno. But I also want you to help me," Bison spoke beside him.
"Drive," He commanded the driver in the front seat.
The car immediately started moving in a steady but fast motion.
Zeno remained quiet; he didn't even bother to ask them where they were taking him. At that moment, he didn't care; he wouldn't even mind if Bison decided to kidnap him out of the country; after all, no one would really care if he never came back.