Portugal, Augustine Base...
Zion eyed the man, silently fuming that he threatened him and his best friend, Emmett. Not only that, but he's now suggesting that he works for him.
"Are you out of your mind?" Zion frowned, baffled by Mr Choi's audacity.
"Oh why no of course. Like every other man, I'm just looking out for myself," Mr Choi said casually. "The same way you've always had people at your beck and call, I want that too," he hummed, pacing around.
Emmett had calmed down, sobbing quietly while gripping onto Zion's sleeve. The bond was a tiny flicker of light. A few hours more and it will be gone. Possibly forgotten. All that will be left is the ache and the memories. And possible death.
"You know, Emmett," Mr Choi laughed quietly. "Your brother," he listed off. "And that lady..
