"Man… you guys seriously need a television or something."
Red's voice carried across the square before silence followed.
The two prisoners fighting at the front froze and turned toward the source of the voice. The guards frowned and looked in the same direction, while the rest of the prisoners held their breaths, their eyes widening in dread.
A moment later, every gaze was fixed on Red.
"Hey, kid…" Charm growled under his breath. "What the fuck are you doing?"
Gin winced as he looked at Red.
"Shit," he muttered through gritted teeth. "He's going to ruin everything."
Was Gin stressed?
Absolutely.
He knew Red well enough to know the man could forget an entire plan the moment his emotions took over. Rum might be uncontrollable during battle, but Red was far more brutal once he snapped.
Deep down, Gin wished he had fought harder to convince Ashley to send Khan instead.
But she had been adamant and chose Red.
He's going to ruin the plan!
