No!" shouted the prisoner, his voice rising above the others, anger lost in terror. "No, please! I told you all I-" There was a small sound, a hollow noise like a melon being kicked in, and the voice stopped. "Thrifty, our captain," Big Georges said, under his breath. "Why waste a bullet?" He took his hand off Ian's shoulder, shook his head, and knelt down to wash his hands. -
( Diana Gabaldon )
[ Virgins ]
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