Shepard by Rae B. Lake

He had to die.
He had to die or he had to pay, nothing else mattered. Gerry took product from the Spawns with promises to sell but instead got high with his junkie friends. He was ten grand in the hole and since he didn’t have the money, little Gerry had to die.
There was nothing about his sister that I was interested in, nothing in her demeanor that said she would be a damn problem for me. She offered herself to clear his debt and that bastard didn’t even put up a fight.
I don’t get involved, I never have, it causes nothing but problems but this one I want to break. I want to see that fight in her eyes dwindle to nothing. I want to drag her down to my hell and see her burn.