Trying to get free of this damn hospital was near impossible. They’d kept me sedated for the first couple of days and I’d been in and out of a lucid state. I kept seeing Madeline’s face over and over, the look after she’d shot Angelo. It broke my heart to see the look on her face. It was the same look I’d seen in my own reflection after I’d killed my first. Seeing the same look on her face had almost killed me.
Angelo probably thought I was dead, he probably thought he could get away with this. He won't. I won’t rest until I get Madeline back, my wife. She’s what’s important now, she is my reason for continuing to fight and to exist. I can’t stop until I know that she’s alright.
Miguel was slumped into the chair in the corner of the room, he’d been here every day since I’d been shot. It
