The screams of a lover in the throes of passion gives but a fraction of the satisfaction that that of a victim at the brink of death does. Ecstasy.
|~| The Mailman.
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Kory sat and watched Agent Cross's face as he read the letter. She watched as it expressed surprise, then sorrow, then darkened in anger.
"I remember. I never forgot but I didn't know it was her. I didn't get her name and her face was too swollen and beaten up to recognize. That fucking bastard!" He punched the wall and Kory let him. Let him get it all out before it affected the way he made decisions concerning the case.
"I'll kill him. I'll fucking kill him"
Kory quickly stood up and shut the door lest someone overhear and it got back to the commander or his SAC.
"Not so loud. You're in a precinct filled with cops. You don't threaten to kill someone!" She whisper- yelled.
"Oh It's not a threat. A threat implies that it may not be carried out. I will kill him"