In an underground bar somewhere in the heart of the City…
Zeke ventured inside the bar after being informed by his people about what had happened. He basically didn't have to conduct his own search for Abigail because he was too damn busy cleaning up after the man who had gone on a rampage. He sighed as he saw more dead bodies lying on the ground in a crumpled mess, blood splattered everywhere. Alex was leaving a trail of dead bodies in his wake and Zeke had no choice but to clean up after his mess. This couldn't go on. Alex needed to be stopped. No matter how enraged he was, this wasn't the solution.
