"Not a problem." He pulled out his knife and thrust it into the man's jugular, dragging it up through the soft flesh of his jaw, reducing his neck to bloody shreds, vocal chords and all.
"Why do you need a phone?" he asked warily, nonetheless pulling out a simple prepaid phone and holding it out to the other as he idly poked at the bleeding man's face with his knife. "Who are you gonna call?"
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Date: 2009-05-05 09:42 am (UTC)"Why do you need a phone?" he asked warily, nonetheless pulling out a simple prepaid phone and holding it out to the other as he idly poked at the bleeding man's face with his knife. "Who are you gonna call?"