[His response is to pull Giles toward himself, intending to clock him in the forehead with his own and stun the other man. The ridiculous greaser jacket presents him with an opportunity, a sturdy means with which to manhandle him right into the backseat of the sports car.
Bodies are all the same, once you get right down to brass tacks. Men, women, other, the differences are negligible when you're slicing through the diaphragm and reaching into the thoracic cavity for a hot, still-beating heart. They all beg, they all bleed, and they all die.
TW from here on out- violence and gore
Bodies are all the same, once you get right down to brass tacks. Men, women, other, the differences are negligible when you're slicing through the diaphragm and reaching into the thoracic cavity for a hot, still-beating heart. They all beg, they all bleed, and they all die.
This one is going to bleed.]