25: Zemo's Imprisonment

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"Meals at eight and five, toilet privileges twice a day."

Clank. Everett Ross sat his coffee mug on the metal table with a smile.

"Raise your voice... zap...Touch the glass? Zap. You step out of line, you have to deal with me. Please--" he smirked, raising his hands in a praying gesture. "--step out of line. Hm?"

The empty stare of Baron Zemo revealed just how deep the emptiness was of the human vessel imprisoned before him.

"So how does it feel?" Ross inquired. "You spent all that time, all that effort... to see it fail so spectacularly?"

Zemo's head only slightly lifted. The hint of a smile could be heard in his words, but his face remained unmoved.

"Did it?"

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