A nice short story by Bobby Farouk.
Anyway, we took him upstairs, promising a reunion with his family, and when he sat down Williams shot him through the left eye. Something went wrong with that because he stood up, pointing and shouting at us.
Anyway, we took him upstairs, promising a reunion with his family, and when he sat down Williams shot him through the left eye. Something went wrong with that because he stood up, pointing and shouting at us.