ed by the rain. Heavy grief pressed on him as though it were a 100 kg weight

with his parents. That man had died the moment he had read the death cert

the hollow, angry

toward the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. Thi

s compared to the gang he was meeting tonight. The Venom Fangs. Ruthless. Rele

e in, there was

h misting in the chill air.

tepped into the light, faces hidden under hoods and masks. One tall man

ack. The

e smooth, but sharp, like a

m, his hands fidgeting at

omeone spat on the floor. Another mutte

k in here and insist on getting in?" He stepped toward him, crunc

to his knees in front of Robinson. A man, trembling, was staring at hi

eart pounded

on said, nodding toward the man

s pushed into Robinson's hand. The cold steel bit into

cried. "Please," he be

rip tightene

n family. The ones w

ught o

h. A second o

h

shattered

n washed the blood into t

idn't feel

"Welcome to t

der, and the group erupted into murmurs

ce of him ha

faded into the night, another gunsh

A flash of

ould react, the world

chaos following the gunfire from the rooftop. Footsteps thudded on the sidewalk. R

" someon

to think about what he'd just done-what he'd jus

rates, whatever. A second bullet cracked, hitting the

metal door. Robinson staggered through, catching

s, a labyrinth of steel columns and boxes, lost corners in the dark. Devon's gang members we

oblem," one o

inson, his eyes dark and calculating. "Congratulations, rook

ulse hammere

he one that prove

fingers followed the shape of the gun in his lap. The city lay before him, yellow streetlights bleed

simple," he said. "There's a politician, a big name. But he's got debts-debts he

wed hard. "And

"Then you make

g. Of course, he knew violence, but this was not the sa

ring glass hotel. Devon gave Robinson a laz

step toward the hotel felt heavier, like he was wa

for the sanetor are Peter's ( a deadly drug lord, an ally to the leader of the 'fwangs', Devon). That way, Peter played his game into the corridors of power

a navy-blue suit was sitting by himself at the bar, n

alked in.

up, frowning.

the Ven

r that. The senator whispered, his voice

e to the prey, so went Robinson on him. Hand t

w of the customers turned to l

ordered

held him tight, his own heart working regularly. He felt Devon

had an odor of spoiled food. Robinson sho

commanded, waving the

he senator stuttered. "

, he pressed the barrel against the man's forehead. The seriousness of the si

ment of u

pocket. Robinson's eyes flicked

en mov

nator

gun

gasping, his hands clutching his stomach. His mouth o

gun shook in his hand. His first majo

h

led in his ea

ve h

d, staring at the

what we

phone had fallen to the ground, the

been moved. I

e w

sn't just about debts. There

e, but before he

r grabbed

ips m

his

na

's blood

.Lu

orld

si

is man kno

ling beneath him. His hand sli

his breath froz

arpiece again, sharper this time

on barely

ster's

hell was