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Chapter 43: Cris POV

I grew up in a hoodlum's bottom rock neighborhood with no family except my now deceased brother, and in order to survive, I became a beggar on the street, a petty thief, and eventually a gangster involved in illegal drug trafficking, I would spend my days running from the authorities, yep, I was virtually homeless and wanted until the day a family of high-ranking criminals took me under their wing, for the sole reason of them seeing value in my high criminal intellect,

I was delighted to have a roof above my head, it was even to the point of following their every order without any resistance, in fact I was happy to be of used, I am involved mostly in killing, it was dreary and heavy on my heart the first time, but after some time I got used to it, in normal circumstances I wouldn’t be ab