Chapter 157 Poetic Justice

I look at the file I am holding in my hand. I know the face of my target by heart, and yet I take another look at it. My Lycan growls as I let my eyes glide over the information. My target is a female this time, and she has gotten away with her crimes one too many times. Today, justice will be served, and I can't wait to carry out the judgment, followed by her punishment. Each target I ever went after was able to avoid justice until our paths crossed, and I always made sure that I left behind something that would make it clear that this was payback—something their victims' families would recognize. It was the only way I could make sure those families knew that justice was served and that no one would ever have to endure what their relatives did.