Gentleman Wanted 1

Gentleman

I heard them coming before I saw them.The heavy thud of biker boots on the polished hospital floor was unmistakable.

It was Ruin himself that came into view first, Truth close behind him. Both of them looked haggard, the dust and grime of the road clinging to their skin and clothes. They wore equally wary looks on their faces as I stood to meet them, straightening my back with a crack where it had cramped up from sitting on one of the hospital waiting room chairs for too long. Those rickety pieces of plastic weren’t meant for men my size.

“Brother.” Ruin nodded his head in greeting, stopping dead in front of me.

It was a strange thing, hearing that word. I didn’t say anything, though. I just continued to stare at the pair of them.

If they had anything to do with what had happened in that cafe, I would never forgive them. If they wanted war, then I would give it to them. I was many things, but I drew the line at women and children, and I had always thought the Black Aces did