Not as many by his own hands as one might have thought. Most were through round about means or collateral damage. Every single one of them weighed on him though. It would be a lot to answer at Judgement Day, and hopefully he'd have enough good deeds under his belt to save his soul.

"Doubt we'd be dead." John shook his head with a frown. Then his eyes moved upwards. "I know where I'm headed when I die."

And it wasn't Heaven.