The Hitman from New YorkOver My Dead Body (2004)
AbstractThe stranger's seven words seized Sawyer's gut like thick fingers twisting and squeezing all the juices loose. "What . . . what did you say?" Sawyer stumbled, covering his mouth with his napkin for fear he was about to become a human Mt. Etna spewing out bile. Calmly, the large stranger sat down at the table across from him, ceremoniously removed his NY Yankees baseball cap, and repeated matter-of-factually, "I have been contracted to kill you."
Publication DateMarch, 2004
Citation InformationHal Charles. "The Hitman from New York" Over My Dead Body (2004)
Available at: http://works.bepress.com/charlie_sweet/79/