The Old Bastard

Julia: 'I'm not her father. Not by blood, maybe' Daisy: 'When did you get us her then?' Julia: 'It's the hunt, isn't it? Without you I'm fine. Just haven't been hungry.' They're not gone yet. We could still get them. But if it's having this much of an effect, I'm not going back. Do it. Start with the old bastard. He's slower, doesn't guard his neck. And you worry about him too much, don't you? I go for him. You get sloppy, predictable, sure. Or, I sleep your little bookworms throughout. Don't give me a

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