73. Message for Finch

Jack tilted his head to the side in amusement. He tried to laugh but the dust in his mouth only disturbed the outcome. He said, ‘Do you think you can kill something with no soul, Anonymous?’ He coughed a laugh, ‘You’re definitely as dumb and pathetic as your mother; a useless tramp running in the storm, with no direction. I guess it’s like mother like son, right? You pompous son of a hag!’

Brendan now felt so much hatred spinning inside him. ‘This…is for Ernest Sparrow; his blood shall be appeased by yours!!’ He started beating Jack’s belly repeatedly using his knees making him spit out more dust onto Brendan’s leg. He gave him a violent head butt on his functioning eye and it twitched in pain. He then started punching him in the face with his left fist. He gave him at least eleven punches before he started using his elbows, landing at least five in his face.

Jack’s face was now unrecognizable. His fu
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