Chapter 2
On Friday, a couple of weeks after dealing with Morgan, I was going over the details about the man I was targeting next.
“Mr. Saunders, you’ve been a very naughty boy,” I murmured. “I think you need to be punished in a way that will hit you where it’ll hurt the most—in your wallet.”
Mr. Saunders was a fairly prominent, and wealthy, businessman. He was also, in my opinion, a sanctimonious religious nut who preaches hatred against anyone who doesn’t adhere to his ideas on what the bible says is right and wrong. So it would have behooved him to toe the straight and narrow himself.