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Murder Is But A Memory

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My heart started pounding like a jackhammer in an earthquake. I was no coward. I did my bit for flag and country, killed more than a few Krauts during my time in France. But I'd prefer trying to pluck out the Fuhrer's mustache with a pair of rusty tweezers rather than square off against Vic Stane. You'd stand a better chance of reasoning with a rabid dog. Stane was so scary, ghosts sat around campfires and told stories about him.

The guido smiled. After I punched him and he spit a couple of his teeth out, he wasn't smiling anymore...

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    Neville Hunt over 8 years ago

    Praise where I think it's due, that's all. Another great end line Christopher.

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