Feet and cane connected repeatedly with Tritter's huddled form, before Greg apparently snapped, taking the gun from Ray and dropping to the floor to press it to the man's temple, cocking it smoothly.
"I could end all of our suffering, right now. You haven't given me one goddamn reason not to, you worthless piece of shit. The only thing saving you right now, is the fact that I refuse to scare my daughters with the gunshot. You're not worth that. But if I so much as see you, anywhere near them, or him, or any of the rest of my family, I won't hesitate to kill you. Am I understood?" His voice was dangerous, low, but ultimately smooth. For once, he felt like he had the upper hand.