Prologue

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-Damn! - I shouted as he threw my empty whiskey glass on the wall. The liquid trickled leaving a brown mark at that moment I wished it was his blood, in fact, still desire. He always had everything he wanted, but this time will regret. Nothing will be as before, got tired of seeing all that should be mine in the hands of that son of a bitch! Consider yourself lucky if a person never experienced it; the feeling of revenge erodes the heart every second in breathing, something seems to tell you how much you need. At that moment more than my own selfishness and his life.The superiority they made me his enemy, and will not stop until I have all that is rightfully mine. Now it's a matter of honor and at the end there will be only one, his days are being counted from now.

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   04/09/2015

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