Mello stood suddenly, shoving the cat away again and getting up to grab his gun.
"I'm going to kill him," he muttered under his breath. "I'm going to kill that fucker. I'm going to kill him." There would be no trial. He didn't care if he had to break into the fucking prison facility. He was going to kill the fucker who murdered the man he loved.
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Date: 2011-07-19 05:47 am (UTC)"I'm going to kill him," he muttered under his breath. "I'm going to kill that fucker. I'm going to kill him." There would be no trial. He didn't care if he had to break into the fucking prison facility. He was going to kill the fucker who murdered the man he loved.