BRUNO JOE'S POV, Fuelled by the anger that coursed through me, I marched, straight to my apartment, my steps heavy as they bore the weight of my pain, my fists clenched, The scene from the day of Martin's murder clung unto me, like a ghost hunting me down, it felt like yesterday, so real, the picture of Martin's lifeless body over everywhere I turned, As I dwelled on what I had just heard, a renewed pain tugged into my heart, filling me with both rage and a thirst for revenge, I was overwhelmed by a great sense of guilt, it pierced me even to my very soul, I was convinced that Bobby had taken down Martins in an attempt to get to me, I wanted to rid it of my heart, I wanted to tear my heart out and stop the pain that tormented me, but as it stretched on, I knew nothing could take the pain away, except justice, justice for my friend Martins. Unable to sit still, I dialed Don Winfold's house number, my lips quivered from pain as I waited patiently for them to receive the call,
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