James

Daniel didn’t move. “Not all of you.” 

    I frowned. “What does that mean?” 

    “What they want is revenge for what has been taken away from them—their blood. They want payment for the wrong that has been done to them.” 

    “Wrong? What wrong has been done to them? Vanessa was the one who got kidnapped, for Christ’s sake.” Good God, I was about to have a fucking aneurysm. “Their son was one twisted son of a bitch with issues, issues only a bullet in the chest could cure. How can they exact payment if I did the fucking world a favour?” 

    Daniel got up and straightened in front of me....