Rick, you sick, ass-sucking fuck, I want you to know I’m not here because you beat me. I’m not even here just because you beat children. There are lots of ways I could get you for that. But you’re going to die like the gasping pussy you are because…” Beckett advanced until he was nose to nose with Rick.
“You.” Beckett pushed on Rick’s shoulder until he kneeled.
“Touched.” Beckett leveled the pistol between Rick’s eyes.
“My.” Beckett cocked the hammer with a quiet click.
“Brothers.” Beckett smiled as he pulled the trigger.

Autore: Debra Anastasia

Rick, you sick, ass-sucking fuck, I want you to know I’m not here because you beat me. I’m not even here just because you beat children. There are lots of ways I could get you for that. But you’re going to die like the gasping pussy you are because…” Beckett advanced until he was nose to nose with Rick.<br />“You.” Beckett pushed on Rick’s shoulder until he kneeled.<br />“Touched.” Beckett leveled the pistol between Rick’s eyes.<br />“My.” Beckett cocked the hammer with a quiet click.<br />“Brothers.” Beckett smiled as he pulled the trigger. - Debra Anastasia




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