Three hours had passed since the agreed meeting time, and Bucky still hadn't shown up.
Because of this, the henchmen who had rushed from the distant main base overnight to meet him had already become extremely impatient. However, no matter how they tried to contact him, they couldn't get in touch with their boss.
They didn't dare leave on their own, but waiting like this wasn't a solution. At the very least, they needed any clue to ensure that their boss, Bucky, hadn't run into any accidents on the way.
"I've filled two bottles!"
"Who told you to drink so much? Also, can you throw the bottles away? The smell reminds me of when my mom used to herd cows on the farm."
"Idiot."
Someone reluctantly took the two bottles and got off a gray-white van.
Meanwhile, in the distance, two pairs of eyes were watching the scene. The owners of the eyes were Bucky and Cage, the former prison transport driver who had become Bucky's underling.
