When you’re used to killing, you get desensitized to bodies hitting the ground. You get used to being less than human when you know you have to kill to save your skin. You breathe again, fingers tucking the gun into your back pocket for a moment.
“I’m not religious, if you want to, you can. But this man, was anything but innocence.”
“That doesn’t make it okay for you to kill him James !!!! He – He could’ve had a family, he could’ve become a better person if someone tried !! We don’t get to decide who lives or dies or judge anyone — only God can do that.” It’s when people did that thatchaos andtyranny overpowered every other good instinct within people.
She covered her face and breathed. “What was so awful?” Her hands move to her hips and she glares at him. “What was so awful that you decided it was wise to kill him?”
