Cardan
I’ve made one too many mistakes in my time on earth.
The list just keeps getting longer.
Last night being one of the most recent additions.
Mistakes.
Not regrets.
And if I had the ability to turn back time, I’d do it all over again.
“Move it up! We ain’t got all day!” Killian shouts, rounding the front gate as he keeps a steady eye on the vehicles coming in.
Shipments.
Weaponry, food items, toiletry, etcetera. Anyone could be on patrol today. Checking the loads is hardly a difficult job. But I’m on edge.
So f*****g sue me.
Natalia didn’t deserve to be spoken to that way. She doesn’t deserve more than half of the s**t she deals with on a daily basis. And if I said I didn’t feel responsible in the least bit for any of it, I’d be lying though my teeth.
Last night feels l
