The Punisher - Part 2 -
Micro’s ghost sat beside him—not literally, but the memory of his friend’s betrayal still stung. David Lieberman had sold him out to save his own family. Frank understood that. He might have done the same. But understanding didn’t stop the cold calculus of his war. One life for a thousand. That was the deal.
He raised the .45.
He fired once. Vaccaro’s body jerked backward, over the parapet, and fell without a sound into the rain. The Punisher - Part 2
He turned and walked back toward the stairwell, stepping over the body of the young sentry he’d left unconscious. Micro’s ghost sat beside him—not literally, but the
The rain kept falling. It didn’t wash anything clean. But Frank Castle had stopped believing in clean a long time ago. Micro’s ghost sat beside him—not literally