I apply foot to ass, and match lead for lead. I put murderers in handcuffs. I don’t just seek justice, I stalk it.
I am not a murderer. I’m a force of nature. A servant of fate. I enable destiny.
Failure to see that crimes are linked, linkage blindness, it’s the thing that will allow the killer to strike again. We refuse to recognise the series and he carries on regardless.
Even a multiple murderer can have his share of good qualities. Or a pretty face.
Do not make me kill the little future serial killer. Don’t make it easy on me. I gotta pick somebody. Everybody’s at the table waiting for me to order.
Did you even listen to Brett? We’re talking about a squad of trained killers loose on the streets. Not the kind of guys you challenge to a fist fight in your underwear.
