I had a fancy little gift box all ready in my pocket to put it in and everything. He'd never actually asked me to start bringing him proof of death when I killed for him, but I liked to present it as a gift and tell him I had a no returns policy. He just accepted it these days. Besides, the true meaning behind my presents for him was a joke I'd only ever told myself and I still found it really fucking funny. Because I didn’t just pick any finger. Oh no. It was the middle finger, just so that I got the pleasure of knowing the mark was flipping my pa off when he opened the box to see it. Little
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