Doing good seemed barely worth it if he couldn’t keep his own family safe. Maybe he’d gone soft after all. In his head, the only answer was murder and plenty of it. The old way. The way he knew. If he stacked enough dead bodies on top of one another, no one would see past them to find the ones he loved.

-Debra Anastasia

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