Combative

We all play victims to our pasts; to the choices we make and the lives we create. They define who we are. And sometimes if we're lucky enough, the past stays where it belongs: in the past. I'm not one of the lucky ones. I never have been. Because now the past is knocking on my door, offering deals I have no choice but to take... deals that will help bring justice-not just for me, but for my brothers. The problem? The deal is a ticking time bomb. One I didn't know existed. Tick. Tock.