I looked at the bastards tied in the basement. These motherfuckers tried to shoot my wife and son today.

"Did Rene come out of the grave and hire you all?" It was Vikram as he flung the hockey stick before slamming it on his knee; he screamed, followed by the other two, who were also scared by me and Vikram's wrath.

I don't want to dirty my hands today. Sayantika will eventually get to know, and it could affect her mental health; she doesn't like it. But she doesn't even know about my violent side.

I called Vik, and luckily this time he wasn't drowned in weed like always or...