You'd figure Bill'd be the type to settle wherever it was he found himself ( Read more... )

This has got to be damn near the worst day Bill Pardy's ever had. No contest. It was a real test on the nerves. He'd just shot the damn Mayor in the head, brains splattered all over, the whole damn town had gone apeshit, he was covered in blood and muck and God only knew what else, and the smell in the Grant's mansion was bordering right on ( Read more... )