Mark's p.o.v
"You two need to calm down." Lewis said softly in front of us.
"Lewis, we understand that you want us to act rational, but we can't." Elias answered beside me.
"He's right, the bastard had guts to touch the wrong family and for that, he should be ripped into tiny pieces." I spat.
"Mark, I thought he said not to kill him." He said loudly.
"I didn't consent to his f*****g damn request anyway." I answered then threw my cigarette down and stepped on it.
Pablo, Martha, and Lucas were now a part of our lives. Hurting any of them would be the same as hurting us.
I wasn't going to show mercy to that bastard nor anyone who had a hand in it.
A knock came at the door, I glanced at my wristwatch and smirked.
"Come in," I answered.
Jarl walked in and gave a slight bow.
"Report,"
