We’d gone to a private airstrip, and boarded a plane. I noticed only Daniel and Izawa came on with me. “Where the other man, your boss? And where are we going anyways?” How’d they get a plane when I recall us coming to France by car? “He’ll be joining us later, he had some…things to take care of,” Daniel speaks, moving to the pilot’s seat.  "Be a good boy," Izawa sits across from me, he holds a shiny silver gun his hands, I saw him load a vial into it earlier.  "Not like I can do mucg with my hands cuffed," I retort, "what do you think? That I'll jump out and kill myself? I'm not stupid."   He shrugs not really caring but I saw his jaw tighten at my response. If I anger him he could make a mistake...or kill me. Was it worth it? "Your boss usually leaves you with me," I smirk, "Is he afraid that I'm going to hurt him is he really afraid of me." I guess it was worth it... "Are you trying to pick a fight?" he raises and eyebrow and looks at me. I shrug in the same careless manner he'd done, "Don't know. What do you think?" The plane begins to move. He shakes his head, "Some kid," he rolls his eyes and leans back in his seat, "look, try anything funny and I'll shoot you, got it?" "You're not answering my question. So it's true then," I laugh, "I'm being held captive by a cowa-" The gun is next to my head within seconds and I find myself silenced, "I will shoot you. I have no regrets about killing kids." My body tenses, and I think,