I read all I needed to know anyway…

By now, he was probably out for payback.  Prison does strange things to people.  Every time he left, I would envision him at some big money strip club, the kind all the high rollers hang out at, waiting for a package.  Could be money, could be drugs.  Who knew.

He’d sit.  And he’d wait.

Then I imagine some rich cat would meet him at some agreed upon time.

Except there’s a twist.  The rich guy doesn’t want to play the game… He wants to try and have his cake and eat it too.

Then I see him getting dirty, real dirty.  The internet search I found mentioned murder so he had to have a pistol.  But would he kill again? Or use it to prove a point…?

The point being … he’s back. 

He’s back and not to be fucked with.

….. This is not the man I once knew.