The game of power and strength demands compromise.
Success comes at a price.
Johnny suspects me, and clashing with him won't do me any good.
"Johnny doesn't want to help Shara?"
"Yes, that bastard!" Amir continued to curse.
I watched Shara crying, while Johnny comforted her.
"Things will get better, give me some time. Eddy was my good brother, we've been through a lot. I'll provide help to his family."
Ha! Listening to Johnny, Amir and I were filled with anger inside, wearing contemptuous smiles. Eddy died, died in Johnny's car, he died for the gang. Now, his wife and children need help, but as the BOSS, Johnny says nice words and does cold-hearted deeds. Eddy's death has no value.
"I really don't know what to do? I don't have a job, and there are kids, not much savings at home!" Shara wiped her tears. If Eddy were here, he had a job, could solve the money problem, but he's dead now.
No insurance, no compensation, not even any solace.
