Killing Jesus Bill Oreilly Novels & Stories

Damn no won't I feel like my head is going to split open any minute. “Who shot me?” “Orian Miller. The guy that started all of this.” “I hope that he looks worse than I feel.” I grinned wishing I hadn't every inch of my face hurt. “He's dead Orlando. You shot him.” “Good.” I looked at Daniel. “Any more casualties?” “Well Warren and Mulvey are dead Miller shot them and you shot Oliver so no, no more casualties.” I nodded damn even that hurt. I can't believe he betrayed us to get back his concoction.

“So you really think we have Jesus back on earth, even if it’s on the whim of a scientist?” “I’ve always believed everything that happens in this world is by God’s will. Even bad things. Somehow leave you a lesson of life. We don’t know if God’s plan is to bring Jesus Christ back to earth in that way. At least that’s what those who seek him and try to kill him believe, don’t you think?” “You really surprised me, Detective Mark Forney. I never expected to hear you speak that way.” Mark smiled. “There are things about me you still don’t know.”