Punch....

Punch.....

I kept delivering hard punches to the  bag.

That fucking bastard was back, I knew because I've always assigned people who keep watch at their house and report to me if the situation was something big.

I gave another hard punch to the bag.

He  couldn't even protect his own daughter from me.....from what I was still going to do to her...... .but then again she wasn't really his daughter  ,even if she was he still wouldn't have been able to keep her safe away from ...