Blood Drawn
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Ongoing18m
Last published Wed, Dec 17, 2014
"I'm on him in less than a second. The knife in my hand finds its way naturally to the soft under his neck and keeps going until its up to the hilt. He collapses. I rip the knife from its gouge. I leap over the ledge of the wall and sprint for the building." -from the novel you're thinking about reading.
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