#hjbmood

He couldn’t shoot the Winter Soldier. But he couldn’t leave him on the side of the road like an unwanted pet, either. He’d be picked up by HYDRA sooner or later, they’d coax a name out of him with 200 volts of alternating current, and then Brock’s ass would be grass—and if they wanted to be really ironic, they’d send the Soldier to do it.

That meant one thing: Barnes would have to live . . . at least until they got to Montana. After that, Brock could do whatever the hell he wanted with him.