Page 49 of Law Maker

Danny laughed and went on petting the cats. “I wish I could take him, but my housekeeper is allergic.”

Lawless nearly suggested getting rid of the housekeeper. Animals were better than any human.

Over the next hour, the pastor came by to Lawless’ patch several times.

There was only one kitten left perched on Lawless big hand when Danny dropped by again. “You making enough here?” He asked.

Danny took a seat on the wall next to Lawless. “We do better with the summer fete than the winter events. People are more prone to part with their money when it’s hot and sunny.”

Reaching into his pocket, Lawless came out with a roll of money in a fat bundle. He knew there was two and a half grand there because he only wrapped it up that morning before leaving his cabin. He tossed it over and Danny caught it.

“Put that to some good use.”

“You sure? This is very generous of you.”

Lawless smirked at the guy while the kitten clawed her way up his coat arm. “I’m a giving guy,” Danny laughed at Lawless’ blatant lie and thanked him again.

A lot of people stopped by for the holy man. Lawless didn’t know how the guy could converse with so many and look like he enjoyed the asinine discussions too. He’d blow his brains out if he had to do it on the daily.

When they were alone again, the kitten asleep on Lawless’ palm, he cocked his head and met blue eyes.

He didn’t even know why he said it.

Maybe the guy had some powers from up above.

“Hypothetical confession for you, holy man.”

Danny chuckled, “you know that’s not my deal, right?”

“Sure. It’s why it’s hypothetical.” He smirked back. “Something bad happened to someone, who bad things shouldn’t happen to at any age.” This sentence sobered the holy man instantly. “And say it was in someone else’s power to exact retribution for the bad things this girl went through.Hypothetically.”

“I’m not sure what you’re asking me here, Lawless,” Danny had an edge of seriousness crackling his voice.

Lawless wasn’t a secret sharer.

He didn’t need to spill his guts.

Or atone for his actions.

He did what he did and he always went into things with his eyes wide open.

He didn’t have a conscience.

Not so much.

Not like the normal folk, because he hadreasonsfor everything.

Even psychos thought they were sane in their own mind, so how was he to know, huh?

Hefeltthis had been the right thing to do.

The only thing.

He was nearing the end of his task and to be truthful, he was ready for it to not take up so much space in his head. It had already compelled him for years now. Laid in bed at night, while he ate and rode his bike. While he hacked into the Russian’s world and took care of the kittens. Fucked and fought and did all the other deviant things that made up the Lawless jigsaw puzzle. It festered and clawed through the parts of his brain that shouldn’t react to anything. All he thought about was giving payback in the only way he knew how. And that was with a lot of pain, resulting in death.

“Are you asking if it’s okay to get revenge on someone?”

“No, that’s not what I’m saying.”

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