Chapter 21

   

  Punch....

  Punch.....

  I kept delivering hard punches to the  bag.

  That fucking bastard was back, I knew because I've always assigned people who keep watch at their house and report to me if the situation was something big.

  I gave another hard punch to the bag.

  He  couldn't even protect his own daughter from me.....from what I was still going to do to her...... .but then again she wasn't really his daughter  ,even if she was he still wouldn't have been able to keep her safe away from me...

  His effort wouldn't have made a fucking difference but the bastard didn't even try , he was too much of a pussy for that.

  Some times he just looks so much like  his god damned brother that I feel like pulling a bullet through his head, he knew that and had wisely stayed away all these years.

   

  I wondered why he decided to return though, perhaps he thinks I must have forgotten...

  Definitely wrong.