The water gently lapped up against the ship as El Pistolero walked up and down the decks of the ship ( Read more... )

It wouldn't be long now. They had told him where to go. They had told him what to do ( Read more... )

It lay in front of him. Black, smooth, shining in the dim light of the lamp ( Read more... )

"So why are we waiting outside a furniture store?" Right Hand asked ( Read more... )