"We won't" we all heard a calm but fierce voice ring out and we all turned. It was Tj. He looked so pained as he spoke up.
"We all know of all the evil things they have done, we know about the innocent lives they have taken. " he paused catching his breath and continued " Bowing to them is like making a deal with the devil and we are not ready for that. " He concluded clinching his fists and trying to remain calm.
"Woah" I muttered under my breath as silence dawned on the room once again. We all felt the depth of his words. I realized he had a deep personal hatred for the mafia, a soul killing hatred.
Five minutes later and no one was yet to speak. The leaders of the remaining gangs were deliberating on our preferred action.
I had seen Tj slip away some moments ago after looking outside for sometime.
"We'll stay neutral" Leo's voice rang out, let them bring the world to us, he concluded as the people murmured among themselves. Some feeling pleased with the decision, other weren't.
I wasn't surprised by the decision, I had expected it, it seems to be the fairest to us.
I ran out immediately he finished speaking, I had Tj to catch up with.
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A hand covered TJ's eyes as he was forcefully dragged into a secluded part of the woods. He kept struggling to free himself, but it seems his abductor came prepared and wasn't giving up.
He heaved a sigh as the hand was taken away from his eyes.
"If it isn't the betraying right hand man" he exclaimed feeling disgusted.
Pete laughed a long, throaty and wicked laughter as he glared at TJ.
"I should have killed you since" he started, playing with his gun, "but I let you live, be appreciative" he continued with a sly grin.
"Why did you do all that you did?" TJ asked with venom, he was trying very hard to contain. his hatred and anger emotions
"What did I do?" Pete teased.
"Don't let me start reviewing your sins, old man's Tj groaned, delivering an unexpected punch to Pete that sent him tumbling.
"That's for setting me up' he shouted and launched another punch which pete dodged swiftly and kicked him on the knee.
"I could just kill you right now with this gun, but I will let you prove your worth. Show me why I shouldn't repeat the mistake again." Pete said and threw his gun some meters away.
"I've always wanted to kill you with my hands, thanks for giving me the opportunity." Tj replied, removed his leather jacket and hung it on a tree branch.
Tj turned slowly, sizing Pete with his eyes, he knew he had a slim chance of killing pete in a physical combact. The Mf was damn good, but he had to try, he knew he had few days to live on earth and he wanted to die fighting.
With all determination, he threw a punch that caught Pete on the jaw and followed up with a left jab that struck his abdomen.
Pete groaned as he received more punches on different parts of his body. He had really underestimated the young lad.
"You wanna know why I set you up?" Pete asked and watched as his expression turned sour. He saw the anger that flashed through his eyes and he know he got him where he wanted.
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To be continued