My father-in-law and his eight sons b/ea/t my pregnant wife until she lost our baby… then laughed outside her ICU door, mocking me as a “worthless, broke soldier.” They had no idea I wasn’t just any soldier-I was the commander of a black-ops hit squad. As my phone buzzed with a message reading “Target confirmed,” I looked at them and whispered…

cameras rendered you invisible.”

Lawrence swallowed heavily, a thick bead of cold perspiration tracing the bridge of his nose. “You cannot prove a damn thing, Knight,” he choked out, thrashing weakly against Viper’s iron grip. “It is your delusional word against an entire dynasty. We own the judiciary in this state.”

I didn’t bother arguing. I merely continue reading …