Sarah Killian The Mullets of Madness
If my hunch about Zeke is correct, then it wouldn’t be an unrecoverable problem if Tim did wake up to witness anything, but just in case my hunch is wrong, I’d rather not risk it.
I remove Nick’s knife from Mary Sue’s throat and hand it to the quivering Becky Grobes.
“Say when she came at you, you managed to get the knife away from her and used it against her. There’s no legal defense like self defense. Good luck.”
With that, I leave her to grieve, stab her husband a couple times herself, whatever the fuck she wants.
I get back into the Skank Mobile, and take Zeke’s call off of mute.
“I presume you heard all of that, sweetie?” I say calmly, as I pull out of the Grobes’ driveway.
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