I sneered at him, baring my teeth. "I kill to protect my gang." "And I kill to protect my family," he shot back, lifting his chin. "Let's not talk about what we all kill for," Leon said lightly. "I'm sure Gabriel would kill to protect his roof tent and I'd kill to protect a sandwich, so we're all capable of murder for reasonable things. But there's one thing we'd definitely all kill for and I think you know what that is." He glanced between us as if prompting an answer from three year olds. "Anyone?" My hands curled into tight fists and venom dripped onto my tongue. I’m so done with this shit.
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