10.18

James Grind sat on a chair on the balcony on the third floor. He was staring with his empty eyes at the beautiful lake view. He wanted to swim there or walked run around the lakeside. But he was confined in this golden cage by a crazy mafia lord.

"Enjoying the view?" Long Zhen asked. He sat beside James Grind and gazed at the lake scenery in solemn. "It is indeed a beautiful view. No wonder you are here for so long," Long Zhen commented.

James Grind gave him a glance and continued ignoring him. Long Zhen sighed. He pinched James Grind's cheek and asked, "Tell me, what do you want? Do you want some games? Or some luxury goods? I can buy you anything."

"I want to buy my freedom," James Grind replied sharply. He stared at the lake, but his gaze was staring at nothing, just like his life for a while. It was like a routine of nothing.