Some say revenge isn’t worth it, that it doesn’t change anything, but whoever came up with that ignorant token of wisdom was either too scared to go through with it, or never gave thought to the alternative. The idea of the person who’d ruined your fucking life walking around free and clear, as if it never even happened. Killing even one of those men who ravaged my mother was the most reckless and thrilling thing I’ve ever done in my life, and no assassination I’ve carried out since then has ever given me the same feeling of satisfaction.
