I am for you

Chapter 1. Illegal Justice

Larry watched as Laurent arranged a large amount of cash into neat, even piles and tied each with a rubber band. Larry didn't know what exactly his twin was doing. When Larry left his room in the morning, Laurent had already prepared three of these packs. Laurent did not even notice how the expensive coffee machine started up, loudly grinding beans. He was focused, serious and determined. Laurent is rarely seen in this mood. After waiting for two cups of aromatic coffee to be ready, Larry sat on the sofa with his brother, placing one of the cups right in front of his nose.

- What are you doing? - Larry asked casually, turning on the TV. Laurent, putting aside the newly collected stack of bills, grabbed a cup of coffee and looked up at Larry, eyes red with fatigue.

- I figured out how to take Miles away from Eve. - Laurent took several long sips of coffee.

- I understand the method is unpleasant and completely excludes the use of servants of the law. - Larry switched from the news channel further until he found some sitcom.

- Oh, I see, you finally learned how to add 2 + 2. - Laurent grinned as he tied up the last wad of bills.

- Well, now I live with you. My smart ass should teach at least something useful. For example, how to use several thousand dollars and get a daughter without paying bribes.

- This bitch is sleeping with someone from the guardianship, court, or prosecutors, I don't know for sure. But this is the only explanation why I, with a good job, a steady income, and NORMAL living conditions, are not allowed to take the daughter from this drug addict and whore! If she doesn't want to give me Miles legally, then I'll take her back using our methods. Are you with me?

- I can't believe you even asked me about this! - Larry snorted indignantly. - What's the plan?

- It's simple. It is necessary to make her "Hobby" kill her. This bitch never closes the window on the balcony, and all the windows of the apartment go to an abandoned garbage yard, and besides, she lives on the second floor. Do you understand where I'm getting at?

- Yes baby, I get it. But what about Miles? She must not see us ahead of time!

- You will take care of her, just make sure she sleeps all the time, and I will take care of her mom.

A few hours later, Laurent sat at ease on the couch opposite the woman in her world. Various flasks, bags, and beer cans were scattered on a low coffee table. Among all this rubbish were three bundles of dollar bills totaling fifteen thousand. Laurent barely restrained himself from wrinkling his nose. He cannot be distracted. Laurent leaned forward and snapped his fingers in front of the woman's nose, barely paying attention to himself.

- If you now take another dose of heroin, I will add another ten thousand to what you already have. - Laurent casually threw two more bundles of five thousand notes on top of the pile of money. Laurent knew where to hit. Eva loved drugs, alcohol, and sex, but what she loved most was money. And as it turned out thoughtlessly pumping her body with drugs for the sake of money, she also really liked it. Her eyes sparkled as she watched another wad of money fall on the table in front of her. The woman's weak hands began her usual heroin preparation routine before placing the drug into her barely alive body. Laurent glanced anxiously towards the nursery, while everything was quiet there, a couple of times he heard Larry sing. It's good that his daughter was like Larry; more than her dad, she loved to eat and sleep. With these annoying habits, Laurent now saved the situation. When Laurent looked back at Eve, she was lying motionless on the back of the chair, her chest not heaving and her pupils unnaturally dilated. Laurent carefully collected all the money from the table and followed the twin. It's time for them to leave to come back again.