Monday, October 15, 2007

Give a man a gun and he's Superman (309)

He was a cop’s cop. He had a code that only he honored, and honored no code. He always carried two 45s, Triade rules be damned.
When he walked into a room, people got quiet and criminals got shot. He’d never made an arrest in his 10 years on the force, but was responsible for the decline of crime in hong Kong by almost 200%.
He played jazz clarinet when he wasn’t on the streets shooting criminals and blowing up cars with accurate marksmanship.
He cried at night because his father wanted him to be a doctor.

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