“Hey,
if we stay up here you need to give me one of your knives. I could take care of the next stray
hiker. You got that first guy clean,
though, I’ll give you that . (…) By the time anyone stumbles over him,
there’ll be nothing left but bones and a wallet.”
Jacobson shrugged. “The boss
didn’t want anyone dead, but hey, there he was, staring at us, and you could
see he was going to talk to the first ranger he saw. What could I do?”
“That was good of you to leave his wallet so they’d be able to identify
him.”
“”Yeah, I’ve got the milk of human kindness running in my veins.”
(from Enigma by Catherine Coulter)
9*/10. The
complete review is here.
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