Chapter 39

There was a loud bang just outside his window. It was loud enough to drag him out of his nightmare and get his sweaty, naked ass out of bed, bending down to get his gun from the top drawer. He was at the window, peeking out into the night in no time, his eyes still heavy with sleep.

It was a reflex action, and the moment he realized that a group of teenage boys had lit up fireworks next to the trashcan and were laughing and pointing to the window, Smith sighed heavily and dropped the Venetian blind.

It was not rare to have daredevil young demons try to spook him. Frankly, he enjoyed the game sometimes, as it made him realize just how alert he was, and how, despite how many times they tried, he never failed to react. He first reacted before realizing it was the kids.

The truth was, Smith had been that same kid many years ago; he loved picking on the fat cop that lived next door. The difference, though, was that he was not fat, but he accepted the karma anyways and t