Another man might have laughed at the absurdity of it, but Steve’s face never changed. He couldn’t leave again without closing unless it was dark out. He couldn’t trust what he was being told. And he was starting to think that he was being held hostage by a crazy person who likely could not hurt a fly, let alone him.

Steve needed to get back on course and find his way out of the situation. He could try for extraction, but it was likely easier and quicker to get himself out of the jam he was in.

Because what was the alternative?

HYDRA won the war? How long had he been out for if that was the case? Steve frowned and moved back towards where he had woken up to sit and wait for nightfall.

James would at least get his wish for silence.