"Damn, Jack. I told you we should have rolled him up in the carpet first."
"We still can. You have no imagination."
I stepped away from the spreading pool of blood. "No, dumbass. If you wrap him first and shoot through the rug, it doesn't splatter so much. Easier clean up."
Jack pinched the bridge of his nose. "Oh. Right. Sorry."
"Look, we gotta do something with this mess." I waved the gun toward the kitchen. "What's in there?"
"Oh, I get it. Stairway to the basement." Jack nodded. "Like t...
Published on February 05, 2010 04:00