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“We don’t poison. We shoot, stab, cut, slice and dice, eviscerate, disembowel, and decapitate. Sometimes shoot and blow up our enemies. We’ve been known to bury our dead in the swamp. But we don’t poison. Poison is wussy.”
I might not start a small war, but I could finish one—unless I shot myself in the boob. That hadda hurt.
I caught a whiff of lemon on the chair
Like in her house?
“Dion
“Deon
I nearly stabbed myself with the stakes in a place that was totally inappropriate for traditional staking.
He hadn’t been with anyone since he and Syl had stopped calling.
What about Alis/Bliss?
Liar, liar, royal pantaloons on fire.
“I’m not certain of the proper wine for whole smoked pork, but decided on an Australian Cabernet-Shiraz and a Chilean Merlot. Which do you prefer?” He held out both glasses.
