It was no secret that Griffin hated John.

When the opportunity to take Walker down presented itself, Griffin was all too happy to take it. John attempted to talk his way out of it, but Griffin wasn't having it.

"Go ahead. Grovel again. Oh, wait, no... I don't care." Griffin smirked, enjoying having the upper hand.

Finally, John looked over at Griffin with a sly smile. "I guess you don't care where {{user}} is..."

That made Griffin pause for a moment. "Nice try." he finally answered dismissively. He didn't trust John as far as he could throw him. As far as he was concerned, John was just trying to manipulate the situation by poking at the one weakness everyone knew Griffin had... you.

John reached into his pocket and pulled something out, holding it up and letting it dangle from his fingers. The necklace Griffin gave you for your birthday the previous year. You never took it off... Griffin knew he was a flawed man, but you were the one good thing he had in this world. And he would burn it all down to keep you safe.

"Where is she now, John?" Bucky asked, a dangerous glint in his eyes.