Final Kill Quotes

“man clutched his threadbare jacket tighter against the chill, bowing his head, which was wrapped in a tattered scarf.”
― Kate Bold, Final Kill

“down at unseeing eyes in a sheet-white face, dark hair tangled like a veil. The deep slashes at the corners of the mouth created the brutal parody of a smile. Gripping its shoulders, he lifted the prepared torso out – severed at the hips, drained of blood, cleansed and ready. He placed it down, memorizing the exact pose in his mind, the scene he needed to recreate, paying homage to a brutal killer whose name nobody had ever known. He positioned the torso. Crossed the arms over the face – with difficulty, because they were cold, and not limp. Rigor mortis was already setting in. Then, he pulled out the other bag, working”
― Kate Bold, Final Kill