" God damn it. That beast Can run all he wants but I'm sure he can't run so long. He is poisoned, I can tell from how he moves." Fumed Gallagher as he dismantled his colt, piece by piece to clean it up.

"Boss. I swear you are right. I saw him running off like some zombie. He had a dead lady on his shoulder. " Added Sacramento who had his eyes stuck on the parts of the colts, simulating their motions with his eyeballs as if ensorcelled by them.

" Dead girl you say. Moving like a zombie you say. Then why the hell didn't you pin them both...