He rested his elbow on the railing and aimed at the raptor, then looked at them over his shoulder. “Because it all comes down to weak versus strong—ultimately. Foxes and rabbits. And if there’s one thing this ex-con and farm boy knows how to do—it’s butcher rabbits.”
And then he squeezed the trigger (and clearly missed) even as Selena rushed forward and snatched up the knife and plunged it into his neck—and Nick grabbed the rifle. Then he began hemorrhaging as she stabbed him again and again and Nick beat him with the Garand: pummeling him like a maniac, like a meth-crazed lunatic; continuing even when something hard flecked his face (which he thought might be a dental filling); pounding and pounding until something moist entered his eye and he tasted copper; tasted blood.
After which, d
