"Surprise, motherfuck—EH?!" Rum blinked. "What the heck are you guys doing here?!"
The prisoners frowned as they stared at the fully armed man wearing a bandana across his forehead like he had walked straight out of a seventies action movie.
Their rifles remained trained on him, but his reaction left them confused.
Charm glanced at Gin, who stood closest to him.
"Hey," he asked. "Do you know him?"
Gin scoffed before turning toward Charm.
"Nope!" He shook his head vigorously. "Never seen him in my life!"
At the exact moment, Rum's voice echoed.
"Gin, the hell are you guys doing here?!" Rum shouted from beside the bus.
Then he spotted Red sitting behind the wheel of the truck.
"Oy, Red! See what I did? Beat that! Hahaha!"
Red answered with nothing more than a deadpan stare before slowly narrowing his eyes.
As far as Red and Gin knew, Rum was supposed to be outside the base with Khan.
The original plan had been simple.
