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safety. The assassin's right hand almost like an electric spark toward the
of the thick leather belt he wore. In one smooth he extracted handled knife,
brought it to his ear, and let fly. The knife one fast half-turn the air and
then slammed the squirrel's tail, ripping through the fur flesh and burying
itself an deep into the wood the tree. The squirrel kept trying 
climb but, pinned by the knife, unable to move and emitted pained, shriek.
The shriek lasted split second, because even the first knife was being
thrown the right hand, the assassin's hand was moving to back of his
removing another knife, with an identical throwing winging the knife toward
the spot on tree where the futilely moved his legs. That knife too made lazy
half-turn before the spike-sharp point buried into the squirrel's small
skull, cracking it 
an audible split and pinning the animal the tree. The shriek in the
animal's throat. The assassin smiled walked toward the tree to and clean his
knives and return them the belt of six he the assassin's smile not smile of
This had been his third squirrel the day and felt lingering tinge
apprehension that his ancestors who had this knife-throwing art over the
centuries would disturbed if they could see that he his skills sharp killing
squirrels. But soon, he thought, soon came 
Pruiss. But even that did not give much satisfaction, for man was not much
to him than No more of challenge. No of threat. He instead for the days he
read about and heard about, in centuries when great killers sent out to
track down other killers. Today, he thought to his dismay, were no great
killers left to him and to challenge his genius in contest in which
second-place meant death. * * Wesley Pruiss was 
when the pickets arrived. Rev. Muckley wore frock coat and shirt with
frayed collar and tie whose back strand was longer than front. Behind him
were forty pickets, of them carrying signs. One read: "Rock of Ages." "What
the hell does sign mean-" Remo Theodosia. She came to the and brushed her
body against but she did not recoil the touch. Instead, she stayed there
pressed against him sign-" she asked, looking one the lunatic is 
more specific." "'Rock of Ages,'" Remo said. does that mean-" Theodosia
shrugged, rubbing shrug that manipulated her against Remo's. Pruiss woke up
the pickets, marching slowly around the building, to sing. "What's going on
out there-" snarled from his bed. "The dancing girls arrived," Remo said.
"Chase 'em, trying to sleep." Their voices drifted up from for me. Let hide
myself in Thee. " "Who brought pickets-" Pruiss asked sleepily. "It looks
like Reverend Muckley," Theodosia said. "The bible thumper