•HIS ANGER•   Dolora has been staring at Phillip for moments now, wondering how a man could be like him, it's just too surreal in this world. Him having a long patience that she's very fond of. Him having a great manner in whatever he does, in whoever he meets that she finds so adorable and a manner that she loves on people. His charm that she loves the most even from the very first time she met him in the grocery store and his mystery that she badly wants to know.   "Can I help you?" Phillip asked her with a smirk. He is in favor of how she looks at him. What he's receiving is too much from what he expected.   "Just thinking about how your hair keeps it's length that way for the whole months I ever know you." She joshed and rolls her eyes, just like her old habit that she can't get rid of. A habit that'll stay with he, a habit that he loves to see on her. It's a weird and odd fetish of him, but for him, it's worth more

•HIS FREEDOM• He sat there beside Dolora while watching some boring romantic movie. She has here eyes glued on the screen of the television while he kept his stare at her. Slowly that he has been accepted, slowly that he has been confident that nothing will happen. Also his conscience has been slipping out, it's eating him alive. It's torturing him in his mind. He's starting to feel... fear. Fear that one day, he might lose this family because of too many reason. But all the possibilities that it might broke this hood ties with the Hamiltons only focuses and starts with him and "himself". He doesn't want to hurt anybody, they are perfect. They may not have a beautiful past but that doesn't affect what they are right now. What they gave him and make him saw these time. But the truth will always make a way to feel the open air, trying to open the veil

Years have passed, people forgot what has been done in the Harmonica Fall. The people who did so much trouble and and brutality in there. Everything has been left behind in the past and everyone moved on. But some people are still chasing what past had brought in their present and they tend to change their future by breaking the one who put them in a hell hole that became their home for years. And now, he's hunting. He's picking the trails to those people who dragged him down the ditch. He's coming back to bring his hell to them and spread darkness in their fine life.

•A MAN OF BRUTALITY• "Really? Then what did he do, boss?" Duke asked him with wide eyes and wide smile, he looks like a nursery student listening to a folktale of his teacher. Childish. Duke's asking about how did Lukan Sariego, his ex-bro, reacted seeing him alive and still breathing. Yes, he visited them-- not all of them and he haven't done anything brutal yet... instead he left them something to make their knees wobble in panic and sprinkle them fear. Making them aware that he's alive and he will come crashing to them when he wants to. "Nothing, he just stood there shocked. F*ckin' stupid idiot of him to think that I'm f*cking dead. Why are we talking about this crap anyway?" He washed his face with both of his hands and grunts. "I gotta go back to the center, we'll be exporting those f*cking women to Vegas. Did you get the container truck I asked you to buy?" "Of course! I'm not called

•A MAN OF AN EVIL• Inside the police station, every member are busy doing their jobs. Some are on their break, eating burgers, donuts and coffee while some are still focused on their papers as so Detective Won Kenji himself, he already has more than a dozen of styro cups of black coffee in his own trash can for working over night and staying up for almost two days now. While digging up a box of papers regarding the smuggling activities for the last two years, a knock from his door didn't even draw his eyes on the door. "Detective Won?" Another investigator peek his head from the door holding a bunch of folders with him. "What is it, Walker?" He curtly asked the investigator, not a shocking moment anyway, he's known of recognizing all the people in his district even just by their voice. While he has his eyes on a document he's reading. "Uhm-- we may have a lead on one of