11 dead. 28 injured. 20 jobs. $13,000. The week echoed in my mind like something that happened in the last week.
They don't let me name names on this blog, but the person behind the hit I was investigating is probably being picked up by the East Point police about now.
I, er, may have killed more people than I actually avenged here.
The trigger man's dead. I thought that would feel good. It did.
I don't know.
I guess I picked the least shitty of two incredibly shitty sides.
Maybe that doesn't matter. Maybe all that matters is justice.
Either way, I think I need 10ccs of ketamine and a Columbo marathon.
Great game. Would play through again. I'll try to kill everyone in one playthrough and kill as little as possible (are you able to kill 0?) in another.