Always Leave 'em Dying

This'll kill you...it almost did me, tangling with that cult of evil and its high priest of lechery. A gorgeous lamb had been sacrificed on the altar of sin, and another girl had been chosen to follow her.

Their leader was a man who dressed in black and looked like an undertaker who'd embalmed himself by mistake. He offered me a helping hand - with a gun in it.

"Shell Scott," he said, "It is my sacred duty to kill you."
 
 
 
 

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