“N-no please, I’ll do anything.” His voice cut trough the thick, hatred air in the new O’Driscoll camp.

You watched Colm threatening and abusing the middle aged man, it was like this since the moment they had kidnapped Kieran back to camp. — You always had a soft spot for Kieran. It didn’t felt right seeing him like this.

Even if he had rode with the Van Der Linde gang for a while.

Kieran squirmed and screamed when Colm pressed a knife against his throat.