Turning my car on, I followed him carefully and quietly. Just as I have been for the last two hours.
Ben's dad pulled up to Rykers home and the two fathers greeted each other smiling and laughing.
So sweet.
I smirked and parked the car down the street heading out the car and up the driveway before opening the front door and eyeing the two men standing by the stairs.
Pulling the gun out, I shot all four of their hands, shooting the wood stair rail for a later moment. I felt my numbness take over, my mind reminding me this is the fucker who killed his son and then planned to kill his other, the man who raped me and treated his wife like a piece of s**t.
Shooting both his knee caps, Ben's dad landed on his face on the floor, a scream tearing through the home. "Lana! You psychotic b***h!"
