Filling in the Quota I
On the surface, Seb looked like an army brat trying to impress his parents but if his parents have some pull in the army with their ranks or something similar, why would he be in charge of a group of kids doing odd jobs such as this? Granted I'll be doing the same job as them because of our deal but with my familiarity of how the world worked in these parts, he should be doing something much better.
'We'll see later though…'
After a short bit, Seb turned to me and said, "I think we should head down."
"Down?"
"Yes," he nodded.
"Why?"
"I thought you were gonna help us?"
"Not blindly. Tell me the reason for your decision because I'm going to assure you that we'd probably find more heads if we drove into Tagaytay City or even Sta. Rosa City than heading back to where we came from."