Chapter twelve

Logan stared at the blank pistol in his hand and fumed. He never thought for once, that he would use it on the very person he trusted the most. He groaned and tucked it inside the pocket in his jacket.

He left immediately with Buster and some other men. Logan had made it a mission to track down and kill two of his enemies, Damon and Tyson. He wasn't going to spare any of them. They had each hurt him in different ways, and they would pay for it.

Logan arrived in New Jersey with his men and they searched tirelessly for Damon. Logan knew that Damon had no other place to run to, he would only come to New Jersey where Damon's father had a penthouse.

But he had no idea where the penthouse was, so he resorted to searching every nook and cranny.

"Master.. the search has been unsuccessful, I'm afraid. It's already mid day" Buster reported after hours of fruitless searching.

"I don't care how long it will take, whether days or weeks. I just want that backstabber to be found and brought to me" L