Justified Steel
(Reklamlänk)
When offered the keys to the kingdom, I all but pissed on the throne.
I didn't need the figurative crown to become the king, and I sure as hell didn't want anything more to do with the little queen.
When the power started to shift and lives were being torn apart, justice needed to be served.
Who better to serve it up . . . than me?
Contains mature themes.
