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PROLOGUE
July 27th, 2008. The worst fucking day of my life. On that day, my entire world came crashing down around me. All because of those filthy sons of bitches.. My father is dead.
He was part of an undercover mission. Attempting to collect enough evidence on the Volturi family to convict them. Everyone who was smart enough to figure it out knew that they were part of the mafia. Hell, they were the mafia. Powerful. Blood thirsty. Charlie's unit was looking into them smuggling narcotics into the country. But we all knew that wasn't all they did. The question is, what didn't they do? Laundering money, fraud. They have to have enough murders under their belts to get every single one of them put away for life. Of course, if I had my choice in the matter. It would be straight to the firing squad for them. Those pricks don't deserve to see the light of day, let alone get off easy with a simple poke in the arm that makes everything go black. But that's okay. They'll get what's coming to them sooner or later. Preferably sooner.
My name will be the last word that slips past their lips before they take their final breath. I will smile as I watch the light drain from their eyes. I will not show mercy.
They killed my father. And I want every last one of those bastards dead. No matter the price.