Prologue
186 Words
Prologue
They were dead.
All of them.
Cops, criminals, I couldn’t tell. They were strewn across the floor like fallen mannequins, bloodied and ruined.
A section of ceiling fell ahead of me, and somewhere in the distance, a siren sounded.
I staggered through the destruction, trying to tear my eyes away from the death all around, but as always, it called to me, mocking my choices.
How had it come to this? What had gone wrong?
I didn’t have the answers, but that was nothing new. I’d been two steps behind ever since I set foot back in this country. Hell, I was so far behind the pace that it felt like I was running a different race.
Amid the stinging smoke and rubble, the doorway I needed emerged, and the fire in my veins grew hotter.
I had no delusions of morality anymore. As I drew my gun and stepped forward, there was no hesitation or crisis of conscience. It was simple. Primal.
The man I came down here to confront. The man I had chased for almost a year. The man who had taken it all from me. He was going to pay.
For everything.
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