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" Howie cleared his throat. “Man, are you sure about this? What if the whole thing was just an accident? Like, what if it was just two people out in the field? Like, having sex and stuff? And she hits her head or has a heart attack or something and the guy is scared, so he runs away.”
“And what? Accidentally cuts off three fingers postmortem? ‘Oops, oh, no, my girlfriend just died! Clumsy me, in trying to perform CPR, I chopped off some fingers! Guess I’ll take them with me…. Oh, darn, where did that middle finger go? "
― Barry Lyga , I Hunt Killers (I Hunt Killers, #1)
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" Stop what?” Howie demanded. “Stop loving you, Jazz? I wish I could quit you, but I can’t. Someday, we’ll run off to New York and get married, the way God intended it.” Despite himself, Jasper cracked a grin. “Sorry, man my nips only go out about this far.” He mimed a quarter inch. “Oh, well, in that case, nice to know ya… "
― Barry Lyga , Career Day (I Hunt Killers, #0.3)