I never even
liked the law. But my father
molded me to send his
payback to those who
wronged him. So my life was spent
settling scores that were
decades old. His hate for
a small group blossomed into
my hatred for the world.
All I trusted was
money, and what I could buy
with it. And even though
he died when I was
still young, I felt the shadow
of his chair and heard the
grinding of his teeth
right up to my own deathbed.
I can still hear them now.