(68) Rage
"--have a Dungeon to keep you safe, you can forget about your kids growing up. How about you come and warm my bed tonight? I'll make a good step-daddy." Harris could see that the man talking was holding tightly to the arm of Hulk's wife.
Two men from his neighborhood were laying beaten and battered on the ground, he couldn't tell if they were alive. There were two more men not far from the tree where the brothers were hiding. Both were holding onto two children with knives to their throats.
One child lay on the ground, Harris could see the blood pooling under him. He could also see the mother sobbing amongst the others from the neighborhood. It looked like the only thing holding the men back from acting were the two kids that were currently being held, hostage.
One of the children was Hulk's child, the other belonged to another of his neighbors. Harris was seething with rage. The child that lay on the ground wasn't moving, he could assume the worst.