Chapter Twenty-One
TRIGGER
I stood tall while I lit my joint and squinted as the smoke consumed my lungs then broke free past my lips. I’d waited a lifetime to do this the right way, and now, standing fifteen feet away was the man who had carved me into the monster I was today.
His eyes searched mine before he swallowed and rubbed his fingers together.
“I wondered when I’d see you again, son.” He tried to smile, but his confusion got the better of him.
Morgan stepped into the light with his rifle over his shoulder. Tristen followed, and Brick joined my other side.
My father looked around and back to me. “Seems I’m at a disadvantage here. Shall we make it an even playing field?” He went for his weapon on the table, but Rail pointed a gun to his head.
“Okay, okay.” He raised his hands
