Repercussions - William Gibbs - Bog

The killer grabbed ShaBree's hands and placed them against the gaping wound. "I can't have you dying just yet. I still have some things I need to get off my chest, woman to woman. I promised God that I would leave this life in the past. But for you, I'm sure he'll make an exception. Okay, now you can die." She pulled ShaBree's hands away from her throat, and the blood began to pour out unimpeded. She looked her in the eyes until the light went out of them.