Yet the blood lust was on me now. I found myself on my feet emptying one magazine, then the other, clicking open the breech to re-load, snapping it to again, while cheering and yelling with pure ferocity and joy of slaughter as I did so.

It wasn't that fine ass shorty I saw in the car earlier? Travis inquired.

This just in: the presumed murderer of the young woman was caught in a forest near the city.

Phillips is … a witty, conversible young man, easy to like.