I'm not in the habit of giving an account of my actions to anyone but I wrestled with the idea of calling the others and letting them know what was going on. In the end, I decided not to. Just like sixteen years ago it wasn't just my head on the block. I wasn't about to jam up my guys for having my back.
I headed for the house to put eyes on my wife and kids. This killing s**t was getting too easy, but I wasn't gonna lose any sleep. I wasn't about to split hairs over anything that comes of this. Taylor Porter started this s**t the day he put hands on what's mine. Doesn't matter that she wasn't mine then, scratch that, she was born mine. It doesn't matter that at the time his r****g ass went after her I hadn't yet staked my claim, and anything that came behind my ending that f**k was a wri
