As Carmine sat there for a moment enjoying another kill, her disappointment turned into emptiness. For this was the first time she'd ever killed someone with a gun and she found it to be most unsatisfying. She preferred the intimacy of a knife. Being able to see the fear in her victim's face as the knife pierced through the skin. Hearing them beg for their lives with terror in their voice. Still "a kill is a kill", she thought. Too bad I won't be able to keep the head of this one. "Damn gun", she laughed to herself.
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