It was impossible. There was no way that what he was seeing was real. He thought he was hallucinating, seeing a dream, something caused by the chaos around him. But now it was real as fuck. The man standing before him was the same man he wanted to fuck over.
James Bellini, standing in front of him, looking down at him like a god… like death himself came for him out of nowhere, with his fucking suit and cane.
"You look fucked up, Marco." He said to him as he was laying there, just looking at him with wide eyes and confusion, like what the fuck is happening.
Because James wasn't alone. No… there were men around him… men with an IF patch on their bulletproof vests.
Yeah, James Bellini came with the Intelligence Force itself, and beside him stood none other than Thomas himself.
