Not the drug-lord I thought him to be

"I guess now I know, though, what I will watch go up in flames tonight!"

Hearing those words, I couldn't help but heave an exasperated sigh. 

'What is she, an actual, clinically affirmed retard?' 

As careful as I used to be around this word… Right now, I actually meant in. For what else but a retard this woman had to be to openly fan the flames of my hatred when surrounded by people who would be more than happy to fuck her up?

'Or maybe she's somehow blind to all those armed gangsters around?' I tried my very best to come up with a logical explanation for my aunt's behavior.

Still, as stupid of my dear aunt as it was to taunt me like that, I still had to find a proper way to respond to her threat. And as proved by her words, there was no point even trying to reason with her.