The pile of photographs flopped on my desk like an egg hitting the floor. The Old Man sauntered in and sat in my client chair. I hoped he wouldn’t stay long, he was about as interesting as an ashtray full of butts. Besides I had a date with the bottle in my desk drawer
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Not sure the shot pattern would be her thing, but head smash is absolutely her style. OTOH, I think it's interesting to imagine a detective in the same sick spiral she's in.
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Did PBC just have its first fan fic? *boggle* *grin*
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I thought it would be cool to write the guy hunting the assassin. Of course since I don't know what you are writing, I am at a disadvantage, but sort of like the hunter. And he has ISSUES!
I also don't know the time period or the location, but I guess I can infer that, unless you want to let me in on it.
I also am not an artist and can't draw to save my ass. Perhaps someone else could do that.
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