Becca POV The funeral was nearly over. I stood there holding my umbrella over my head, staring intensely at my fathers casket. Who did this? I Bet it was those damned Ridgets. What made them think it was ok to take away an innocent mans life? My father was a good man. Always putting others before himself. Well unless they needed to be punished. Sure he killed a few people but it's not like they didn't deserve it. But still he was a good man, plus it was his job he was a gang leader. Sadly Angie still doesn't know. Dad said it wasn't safe if she knew yet. Heck, it's not even safe that I know. But that doesn't matter anymore I'm apart of the gang. Dad made me the official second leader when I became a target to our rivals. The Ridgets. "Becca honey, it's time for him to go. He is in peace now." Angie grabbed my hand squeezing it gently. I placed my hand in the casket letting a single tear slip out my eye. Angie slowing started walking and I followed letting my hand linger on the casket. My hand slowly made it's way into a tight fist. I will find out out who did this to you father. They will pay. They will feel the pain you felt in your last moments. Your death will be justified ~~~~~~ Becca and her father have always been close. When her mother left one late night when she was just 3, he eventually remarried and since then the only real family she has is her father and her stepmother. This all changes when her dear father is murdered in a tragic way. Becca seeks revenge and her and the rest of her gang create a plan to find her fathers killer. On her mission Becca faces many obstacles; secrets, death threats and even love. Will they get in the way of what she is truly after.All Rights Reserved