Kai's POV
Mustan came back with the names, and I grabbed my gloves. Kalashnikov offered to come with me but I declined. This had to be a lone job. I needed to get peace somehow.
I looked at Dickinson's location and I decided to make him the last kill. Apparently, he's a very feared biker.
I grabbed my keys, and I was out.
I rode through the city, following the locations of the names on my list. The first few were easy. Cowards who preyed on the weak but crumbled when faced with real danger. I took them out quickly, silently, making sure their deaths were nothing but swift and brutal. Each one deserved worse, but I had no time for long games tonight.
I rode through the streets. My body hurt from some of the fights, but I ignored it. My mind was full of thoughts I couldn’t push away
