Chapter 69 Midnight VisitorsI am becoming sloppy, but then again, I do not expect some asshole to let himself into my house. Not only is he uninvited, but if I reach for that draw that holds a concealed gun, I will have him dropped in less than five seconds.
But ya, it seems my encounters for the day are not over.
So it is with careful strides that I walk on closer; one never knows maybe the f**k has gone here to end my life. Well, that ain't happening today. For in one…two…three… my fist launches and smashes in the center of his goddamn ugly face.
"What the f**k is that for?" He says as he stumbles backward and hits his head against one of the kitchen cupboards.
"That is for breaking into my house. You can be glad I am not shooting you," I scan his hands only to notice that he is not
