He would kill them all, he decided. He would hunt them down one by one if he had to in order to make sure every person involved got exactly what they had coming to them. Not even through God would they find any salvation. Only by his hands alone would they find the justice they truly deserved.
A heavy pounding at the door broke him away from his thoughts and he immediately grabbed for the .40 caliber HK tucked in his waist. He could not be sure that any information about him had not been leaked, therefore, he would not take any chances. He moved to the door as quickly as the tequila would allow, slid a round into the chamber and snatched open the door, aiming for the head.
“Really nigga?” Mikayla asked in alarm, jumping out the way of the gun.
“That’s how I answer my muthafuckin' s**t,
