Ricky quietly watched Suga's expression, then slowly moved closer and sat down with a cautious motion.
"About Marcus… if that man is working with Zion, then what is he really doing?"
Hearing Suga bring it up, something he had already expected, Ricky simply shrugged his shoulders. "I can't answer that."
"But are you really that sure we'll get off this island?"
Scratching his head, Ricky had indeed complained earlier, and to be honest, he wasn't all that certain. With no further information and his phone confiscated, all he could do was wait, relying solely on the plan he knew Zion had laid out. But when it would be carried out, or whether it still would be— was something he had no clue about. He was just as trapped here.
He admitted it, he was acting like a hypocrite.
