"You don't mean that," Leo countered, aware that if they hadn't come here his brother wouldn't be staring down a reunion with Rebecca and Joshua. "And we haven't fucked up." he continued, his tone laced with conviction. Even if they had lost there way, or hadn't had a clear path or plan when they started this Leo was still positive it was what they were supposed to do.
He clenched his fists and tried to keep his tone even as he spoke. "Maybe what we need to do is make sure they know why we're doing this," Leo paused a beat. "We need to make our message clearer." They couldn't stop, not now, not after all that they've done so far. They weren't just doing this for themselves, they were doing it for all the people that suffered while the Hellhounds were peddling their drugs and not giving a damn about the lives they ruined with it.