it was going to have to be a perfectly executed , and he knew it would be something he would hate himself for doing , but he had to do it , despite the consequences.he couldnt stop now , even if it was not the right thing to do.he knew he was making bad decision number two in his life or was it three now.he didnt know anymore.was it ever going to stop ? maybe he was turning into one of the violent criminals he had been living with the last five years .