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Assassins Withn
註釋"No, I'm..." George never got the chance to complete the sentence. His head exploded and showered Molly with blood, broken bone and brain matter. She screamed as the car went out fo control and veered left through the left lane, across the median strip and headlong into a twin trailer, eighteen wheeler. The last thought Molly had was that she was not going to see Little George Three today. Or ever.