What were they aiming for? Leo had never given it much thought beyond making the Hellhounds pay, even know as he thought about it his blood boiled. Those men had ruined lives and yet here they were living and going about theirs like nothing had happened. It wasn't fucking fair.
"I don't fucking know," Leo finally admitted. "We never thought that far ahead, Marc." They hadn't needed to before now. Maybe that was because they already felt as if their lives were lost, so what would it matter if they wound up in jail or dead.
Leo ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "This is why I came back to this fucking place," the words came out on a sigh. "If I had wanted to just live a normal life I could have stayed in Johnson City."