Tyson
As soon as we began the drive to the desert, I hated the fact that I’d essentially volunteered myself for this operation. Sure, I was the most suited for the job, but this would be the worst three days of my life.
I hated the heat, hated filth, and hated idiots, and I’d be dealing with all three at the same time. I said a prayer to the Mother Spirit that she send me her grace and keep me from regressing to the days when I could take a life without a second thought. I was going to be playing a role in there, and nothing more, I had absolutely no intention of having to kill anyone.
But that was as long as they didn’t f**k with me, or the ladies. Even though I barely knew them, my history with my mother and Taylor made it so I had zero tolerance for abuse to women.
