I knew it – I fucking knew he had it in him.
He left me. Sam packed up and walked away…
Just like dad.
No, even worse; he did it for dad. That's where his loyalty truly lies. Not with me.
But he came back and he saved my sorry ass... my life. I can't count the number of times, I've wasted some scum, who was about to end Sam's days. It has always been my job to protect him.
Now he had his turn.
It didn't heal the wound of his betrayal, though. Blood is still dripping.
If Sam can't heal it, no one can.