When is a murderer not a murderer?
To this day i have never regretted killing that feline, in fact i regret not killing that son of a bitch sooner.
The Perfect Murder for the Perfect Murderer
"she will wake up at six to midnight and i'll explain to her that at midnight i will kill her. that will take one minute.
Murderer #8
Damned if i know where, but you sure as hell didn't kill anyone!" "i didn't?" "no, but not for lack of trying. that was an ass move, locking her in like that. but she killed it. you're guilty of being a giant asshole, but you didn't kill her."
Murderer #7
I didn't mean to kill you!" "do you know how much i screamed, ra'jirra? they found my hands still wrapped to the door handle. fused to it. they had to peel my skin off of it, ra'jirra." another image came into view.
Murderer #6
She awoke slowly. In fact, she wasn't sure she ever awoke at all. Everything was blurry and there was a noise in her ears that sounded like rushing water. She was vaguely aware of a shape that occasionally came into view, then disappeared. And she...
Murderer #5
"killed myself," she thought as the colors in her eyes began to spin. "figures. all that work, for nothing. i should have turned myself in. sorry s'thengir. sorry katia. sorry mom. i fucked up."
Murderer #4
Some'd as soon kill you as ask, you know? do you mind?" he said, indicating her backpack. she knew what was in it, of course. she'd be lucky to keep anything. but she nodded. she really didn't have any choice.
Murderer #3
Or kill me yourself. you could do it. that mace is still there, and they'd probably give you a medal. i'm not going anywhere. frankly, that's your best option." the bartender looked to where the heavy mace lay behind the door. they both did.
Murderer #2
"i killed someone tonight. i need to get out of town." s'thengir's drink hit the floor.
Murderer #1
"you fucking killed that girl. _fucking killed her!_ _dead! _they'll bury her rotting body soon. her parents will never know what happened to her. her friends will wonder whatever happened to old 'katia' after she went to kvatch.
The Artist Murders
Jin: "you killed them...you killed them... you killed them" allison: are you ok, jin? look, i know i was upset, but... oh my god, jin, what did you do to your- the rabbit never finished; she was cut off when the canine went silent.
Perfect Murder
It was the perfect murder.