"2 lines you should never cross….horizontal and vertical"
"Invisible soles, leave .308 holes"
I wonder what it’s like to have a man inside your lines
My guess is that its similar to the feeling you get when you are about to shoot a deer or other animal. Massive adrenaline dump.
Invisible souls, leave .308 holes.
It’s one of those days where you read through old texts and wonder what happened
Joseph Stalin raises his head, a sly twinkle in his eye as he meets the bald man’s suggestive gaze. “Walter…” He purrs, dragging his tongue along the underside of his mustache in anticipation. “I see you’ve finally arrived.”
"Oh, Walter," The man chuckled, mustache quivering in delight. "I am the police.”