Death & Back

Prologue

Prologue

I know what I said. I wasn't gonna do this anymore. I wasn't gonna do things like crack this guy in the face with a baseball bat. Or leave this moron bleeding in a pile of piss-stained rubbish.

I wasn't gonna do stuff like that.

I promised my daughter, Cassie, I'd jack in the criminal life. Go straight. No more fighting in the gutter.

But if I hadn't made the bloody promise, I wouldn't be here at all.

They say violence doesn't solve anything. And Cass would agree. But if you ask me, I reckon that's a big bag of bollocks. Violence solves a lot of things. It sorts out arguments. Divides up territory. Decides the pecking order. I mean, look at animals. They're always banging heads over this or that. Not as if they're holding hands and dancing around in Fluffy Rainbow Cloud Land. They've gotta scrap to survive.

So yeah, I said I wouldn't do this anymore. But I've got a damn good reason for giving these two losers a beating.

I'll elaborate more in a bit.

First, I've got a man to put in hospital.