Miguel stood outside Laura's family house, his heart pounding as he glared down at Marcus Nelson, who was sprawled on the ground.
Marcus groaned in pain, clutching his bleeding hand from the gunshot wound.
Miguel’s eyes were cold, filled with rage as he reached down and grabbed Marcus by the collar, dragging him up from the dirt.
“This is for trying to make my family homeless,” Miguel growled. Without warning, he delivered a crushing blow to Marcus’ jaw.
CRACK!
Marcus yelped in pain, collapsing to the ground again, clutching his face.
Miguel stood over him, he wasn't done yet. “Get up,” he commanded, pulling Marcus back to his feet with ease. Marcus struggled, barely able to stay upright.
“And this,” Miguel snarled, his hand still gripping Marcus' shirt, “is for hitting Laura.”
