The boy looked down at the pills the bright white lettering almost gleaming right in front of his eyes. He felt the side of his face, bruising covering most of it with large cuts and blows some of which still bleeding...
He clenched the bottle of pills tighter, he had a job to do and nothing could get in the way of it he was more determined than anything now and he couldn't waste any time. With a stern face, he began walking down the alleyways of his home town knowing he would find who he was looking for eventually.
It was almost night when he had found him, the rain had now picked up and The boy was soaking his leather jacket gleaming in the street lights and his hoodie up concealing his face from those around him. Within the corner of his eye, he could see him...
A tall boy lay standing at the end of the alley wearing a tight-fitting Nike tracksuit and a small bag swung over his side
In the dark, the boy decided to...