It was getting harder and harder to balance his professional job, illegal activities, and other secret life. It was like he had been hopping from one roller coaster ride after another.
But, of course, he knew why he had to do this. At first, he thought it was for his friends. But recently, he realized he had enough of the life he had been leading.
He started to believe that a change in direction was something he needed. It was not just for Gerald anymore. He also wanted it for himself.
"Mike, the boss will see you now." One of the bulkiest men he had ever seen stood straight, imposingly before him.
But, of course, size did not intimidate him. He believed everybody would eventually kneel or lay dead on the ground once he put a bullet in their heads.
He was a good fighter with a strong fist. But why would he waste his energy when he could end it in just a few seconds?
