The man with a scar II

"Get him, don't let him out of your sight "

He ordered, he was huge and hefty, his black t-shirt glue to his muscles, a single blow might end you, a man that doesn't feel guilty, the only guilt he felt was when he held the little girl. He had learnt to keep his conscience far away from him. As at now, he had nothing, he was a man without conscience, that only obeys one man, his superior, the man who gave once a dead man life.

His words only he obey, except, he didn't get to kill the girl. He touched his face, reminiscing the sad incident that left a scar on his face. The woman was a fierce one. Left him with a scar to always remember his sins.

Two men raced after Bruce blocking every escape route. They were in the spot Dixon's car was at last night. A narrow road where no one would see them or heard a thing, even if they end