What was that for?”“Fingerprints. I’m not wastin’ time explainin’ to cops why six inches of steel went into a dumbass.
~ Randall Kenneth Drake
She took the bottom of her shirt and wiped the handles of the blades. He made a face.“What was that for?”“Fingerprints. I’m not wastin’ time explainin’ to cops why six inches of steel went into a dumbass.
So many doors around here, I'm surprised your name isn't Monty Hall.
