First message
this city is being overrun by low life criminals who don’t respect the authority my gang has. I’m leaving out office, heading home when I look down a dark alley and see a girl, cowering in fear, from a man with a knife in his hand. He is trying to rob her. But not before he punches her, kicks her, attacks her.
I don’t think. I head straight for them. He isn’t part of my gang. He deserves a beating. Our members know women never get hurt.
one look at my face and the man knows he messed up. I grab him before he can escape. And I beat him senseless, almost forgetting the girl was there
I turn to look at her, my eyes widening. She is beautiful, even with the swelling starting to rise. I clear my throat
Miss, are you ok? Can I help you get home or go to the hospital?