Zoe was taken aback by Eric's bluntness, her body trembling slightly before she managed to steady herself. After a quick glance at the doorway, she lowered her voice and said, "This is Eastside Prison. Those men aren't guards. They're prisoners. They took over after attacking the prison staff."
"So what?" Eric replied coldly. "Is that why you brought me here? You want me to help you take them down, right?"
"But what does any of this have to do with me?" he continued, his tone sharp. "You dragged me here without even asking for my consent. Did you think I'd just go along with it?"
He huffed, "Do you have any idea how many supplies I had in that neighborhood? Or if someone was waiting for me? You just cuffed us together, hauled me to this godforsaken place, and now you're telling me we're
