[Jeremiah’s POV]
I don’t move as I take in the men on either side of me.
I had two options in this situation and if I was being honest, neither was very pleasant, but what the hell else was I supposed to do?
“Alright,” I say, knowing that for now cooperation was the best bet I had. “Take me to your coward of a boss.”
I immediately regret my words as a fist connects with my cheek and pain rushes through me, but even then, I don’t give them the reaction that they are expecting.
“Watch your mouth,” the one who hit me growls.
“Davis,” the one holding the gun sighs. “Are you really going to let a nobody get to you like that?”
Obviously. I think.
He made it clear that I got to him the minute he hit me, but I wasn’t going to point that out.
Right now, remaining conscious and alive was my
