Fragments Chapter 1 Page 10

As he starts to remember scenes from his life, before the current chaos turned everything upside down, the paragraphs begin to become more familiar to him. Despite the detachment he was feeling he knew more reading was required. Anything to shake lose the fog:

Six months of searching brothels, drug dens and hide outs gave me nothing. I tortured and killed pimps and hustlers by the dozen as I searched for clues and information as to where she was. Then one day I got a lead.

He stops reading for a moment as he begins to remember this part a little more clearly now. The sorrow mostly. The emptiness. But it said something else also. To have been capable of such acts of violence must have meant he had some type of training, and this in turn sparks another set of