“I killed your daughter,” Ethic said. “Although, if you were a man and you were here to protect her, to provide for her and the woman that carried her, I suspect she would have never been there to begin with. That’s neither here nor there. Her death is still on me. A horrible accident that I’ll never atone for, but still, her blood is on my hands. Now, I’m right here in front of you, nigga. What we going to do about it?”
