Think Twice

"Break the bones but make them pay!
Come on baby, don’t let them stay
Alive
Unharmed
Justice is a bullet
Justice is a knife
Justice is death!”

Rage hummed along to the song in his Wearman as he walked through the city, dancing along, not really paying attention. He felt a weird sensation in the back pocket of his jeans. Without looking, he slid his hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out the 9mm gun that he had hidden there. Swinging around, he brought the gun to bear.

“That’s my wallet I believe!”

The startled kid dropped the wallet and ran away as quickly as he his little legs could carry him. Rage shoved the gun back in his pocket and picked up his wallet.

“Kids!”

He started off again, ears filled with the unmelodic tones of some vintage chromatic rock blaring in his ears.

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