NALEDI’S POV
“Let me out of here!” I banged against the shut door of my room with unadulterated rage. “Get me out of here!”
I banged against the door until I couldn’t anymore. Dropped to the floor, anger ate at me from the inside out.
Who did he think he was to shut me in here? How dare he? How dare he disgrace and disrespect me in this manner?
Seeing the man who murdered my family drove me out of my mind. For the longest time, I have searched for him, wanted to get a glimpse of him, and trained to kill him.
I remembered the dark times of my life. When I tried to hold a gun and shoot properly. All the pain I had to go through to become Attai. The dreaded assassin of the Yakuza mafia.
The only thing that got me through the dark days of my time at the Yakuza was the sole intent to kill Arturo Morello. The Alpha of the Cosa Nostra. The entire reason for all the evils that had befallen me.