
This was the last time he would ever trust John to get him out of a rough spot. While Ky thought things were going well… he ended up falling right for this trap. Maybe his actions had been a little too erratic these days, but it didn’t justify being stuck in a cell like this… right smack in the middle of nowhere.
“Fuck you.” While Ky could have said more, he was going to be more direct as he leaned his back against a wall; if he couldn’t break through whatever was hold him in? He’d have to wait it out, but that could be impossible given his choice. “Can’t even face me yourself; you have to hide behind,” he gave a gesture to place he was in. “this.” A grin soon spread across his lips. “Growing weak on me, Johnny?”