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On the Prowl Arlene Ang The bus reeks of animal scents. He sits by the window, his hands enveloped by leather gloves. His pulse quickens as he pretends to pick something from the floor, brush his beard against the knee of the passenger beside him. Then a quick stab with the ice pick. His fourth victim slumps against his shoulder. It is a Mongolian male, age 30-35, with a predominant mole under the left jaw. He notes everything down in his record book. With luck, the evening news will provide him with a name. Next stop, San Diego. |
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