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The killer clutched and re-clutched the big knife, his heart pounding as he eyed his prey.
“Stay as long as you like. Finish the bottle.” Sergio grabbed his gun and wallet. “My wife won’t be back until tomorrow night.”
“You can leave the General Lee right here, Daisy Duke.”
All the comforts of home—if home is a cabin in the woods built by the Unabomber.
What do any of these victims have in common?” “They’re all dead,”

