One second.
Except they made a cru.
But twelve men with guns drawn were standing between me and her, and I should have been dead already.
I wanted the life I had been robbed of.
I wanted more than justice.
Today was different.
Yesterday I did not have the taste of her on my lips...
Yesterday my life had been measured in a single act.
Yesterday I had been driven by revenge.
My gun in my hand, my finger on the trigger, I waited.
That was all I needed.
One second