EZRA
I knew that today I had been too lucky, it was impossible for everything to turn out well despite the mishaps we had, and the fact that we had resulted with minor injuries, but everything else went on perfectly well, and when I saw that man I called father all my life, lying unconscious on the ground as a result of a bullet fired by me, I felt nothing, not anger, or sadness, not even joy, maybe a little relief because everything was finally over, but that relief did not last long.
Because even after he is dead he is not going to let me be happy, and I can't say that it took me by surprise, because he warned me many times before that if he went down, he would take me with him, and when I feel the handcuffs close on my wrists, I know that he will keep his promise, I know that he
