Demolished

Demolish. The word brought so many things to mind. My enemies. My friends. Anyone who’d ever stood in the way of my position in the crime organization. I was damn near Kingpin, until it was stripped away by a detective who couldn’t keep her nose from sniffing around. I thought I could rid myself of her and every informant she’d managed to recruit, then I’d have redeemed myself and all my problems would disappear. But she ended up in my bed, and I couldn’t seem to pull the trigger. Now there are bigger fish to answer to, and by the end of it we might all be… demolished.