“Put the fucken’ cuffs on this shithead then get in the van.” I growled.

           As I turned and walked away I felt like killing them both but if I did that I would end up stuck in a cell for six months in till they were sure I was rehabilitated then I’d be doing this for the next ten years. I was a week from my retirement and I wanted to go to the farm I had bought. It was time for me to fade into obscurity and not be what I’ve become, a monster among monsters.

          I climbed up into the van shortly followed by my partner. “Why didn’t you just kill him? It’s not like they are going to let you retire. You’re the best they have.”

          “And that bastard in the back could easily replace me.” I hissed at him. “They’ll let me go. If they don’t they know that I will be a beast they can’t handle.”

          “I don’t want to kill you Blackmore.” My partner said. “I like you to much to be the one who did you in.”

          “You won’t have to Max.” I assured him. “If they tell you to do it then we already talked about that. I will walk away and you can tell them that I’m dead but I know they will let me go. If they try to kill me then they know that I will finish them before I go.”

          “I hope your right Blacky if your not then things might end much worse for you then you think.” Max looked concerned. “I hope that they let you go just like they should let all of you that have proven not to be dangerous go.”

          “We are all dangerous Max.” I told him looking out the window as we started to move. “We are all dangerous.”

We went the rest of the way in silence. As much as I thought Max was a dumb-shit I was gonna miss him. He had been my best friend for the past three years. He was right to worry but I wasn’t. It would be stupid for them to not let me leave I was more dangerous to them working for them then living on a farm in Idaho. With any luck they could see that too. If they tried to kill me then they would have a much worse problem then they needed. I was soon to be free.