Zane was only vaguely aware of all the noises that he was hearing. His consciousness was fading in and out but the one sound he was certain that was sticking out in his mind was that of a siren. Was it nearby or far away? He couldn't tell that much around the throbbing headache that was he was aware of.
It was probably the headache that was drowning out everything that was going on around him. The mafia boss couldn't find anything to hold onto around the head pain and the blaring siren to ground himself to consciousness. Despite how much he wanted to do it, the thick coat of exhaustion and something else was pushing away his ability to regain consciousness and open his eyes.
Zane was fairly certain that he heard something that sounded like voices around him as well. Whether it was one or more was hard to tell as well. He just knew that they were annoying and muted because they obviously must have been talking but he had no idea what was being said.
