It isn't as if he were stricken with typhoid or pneumonia or something like that. Her target was a fifty-four year old man who lived with his mother, an obese neighborhood woman, a widow named Dawn Plote. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. "What is your name?" To-day, however, he broke the monotony. “Drugs, mainly. I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing plans for me, formulating his revenge.
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