(no subject)
Jul. 13th, 2002 07:50 amA man crouched there on the fire escape, looking in through the glass and lace curtain. He was a thick-featured dark man whose size identified him as Ian McCracken. The muzzle of a big black automatic was touching the glass in front of him. He had tapped the glass with it to catch my attention.
He had my attention.
He had my attention.