Gabriel gave zero damn fucks. He jacked that hammer right back up and brought it straight down on the old head’s collarbone, snapping that shit instantly. Harrison slumped forward, barely even conscious, straight drowning in his own pain. Gabriel casually dropped the hammer, reached behind his back, pulled a thick-ass leather strap out his belt, looped it around Harrison’s throat from behind, and yanked back with everything he had.We were sitting there watching the whole damn thing in horrifying detail. The old man’s face turned straight purple, his legs kicking all frantic against the concrete, eyes bulging out until the damn blood vessels popped. Gabriel held that choke for two long-ass, agonizing minutes, watching the life drain right out the man with a cold, dead-ass stare. When Harrison finally went limp, Gabriel let that strap go and let the body slam face-first onto the floor like a sack of rocks.Then he pulled a crisp white silk handkerchief out his pocket, wiped the blood o
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