I Kill Monsters: The Revenants (Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
9:35 A.M. The fact that it was morning didn’t stop Cassidy from having a drink. Or two. It was something he did whenever he had to make a big decision. A glass of Scotch in his hand, a bottle of Glenlivet on the glass table in front of him, Cassidy stretched out on his couch with the remote in his other hand, the wide-screen television mounted on the wall across the living room. Something he did when there was a big decision to be made: not get drunk, have a drink; getting drunk just happened sometimes. He’d placed a coaster on the table for his glass. “—Mephito’s Manifesto is a hodge podge of aphorisms, haiku, and seemingly discursive parables encompassing historical demography, microbiology, and philosophy—” The television was blaring some inanity. Cassidy sat back lazily, his large frame sunk down in the couch. On the table in front of him, next to the bottle, was his shoulder holster. Resting in it, butt out towards him, his .45. The pistol had seven in the clip and one in the chamber.
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