C672 Was This a Fcking Taxi?
"Are you still half asleep?"
The young man with a dark expression glared at him irritably. "I'm your boss."
"Tears in my eyes, Luca!"
Tears in my eyes, Luca?
A familiar feeling inexplicably surged in Cello Everett's heart.
But...
He couldn't quite recall.
What world had he found himself in?
And...
Boss?
Had he become part of an organization?
That would mean..