Malachi.
"How is it possible we were followed and shot at, tonight?!" Am yelling, furiously as I pace in dad's office.
Dad and Nate are here and my men as well.
"Calm down, Malachi." Dad calls quietly.
I turn an anxious gaze to him, my entire body coursing with adrenaline.
"Calm down dad?!" I growl. "Melanie was with me, when we were shot…If…If I hadn't taken my gun with me, I don't know what would have happened tonight. The Butchers only stopped shooting when I killed one of their men." I pace, helplessly.
My mind can't still come to terms with the fact that Melanie and I narrowly escaped death. The butchers came for me and they shot sporadically. They had us followed. And I know that I usually go without my men, but tonight, I hate myself for my negligence. For Melanie's sake, I should have had my men there.
