A Drink With Friends, Part Two

[Christopher Grant]

I stood in the center of the living room, while Stephen opened a bottle of Jameson's and we toasted Roarke.

"Had to be done," I said and Stephen nervously agreed.

"So's this," I said and gutted him with my pearl-hilted knife.

I cut his tongue out while he set about dying; Stephen had been talking to some people about the night we did Roarke.

I stuffed him in his closet, then drank a toast to the soul that was leaking out of his body.

I turned out the lights and walked out of his apartment.

[Col Bury]

Well at least he switched the light off!

[Michael Solender]

yes, well done

[Paul D Brazill]

Again! well done!