Quiet Kill Analysis
Quiet Kill
“Forget about that crap,” Reacher reassured Sherlock. “Sooner or later, we’re bound to get nincompoop. He can’t only duck and dodge us but for so long. He is sure to be the loser in the end.”
Sherlock: “I guess you’re right. It’s just that he gets to me thinking he’s igloo plate free, causing me to have a false sense of confidence just when my level of confidence is practically bone dry. And sadly, I don’t like that. Admittedly, I feel like I’m at the point of no return.”
“Look partner,” said Reacher, it’s not like you’re looking for a bear hug from the sick-o, or you’re left running with your tail between your legs. I say shut it down; kick your inner demons to the curve. You’re sure to be the better for it. It would help if
“Forget about that crap,” Reacher reassured Sherlock. “Sooner or later, we’re bound to get nincompoop. He can’t only duck and dodge us but for so long. He is sure to be the loser in the end.”
Sherlock: “I guess you’re right. It’s just that he gets to me thinking he’s igloo plate free, causing me to have a false sense of confidence just when my level of confidence is practically bone dry. And sadly, I don’t like that. Admittedly, I feel like I’m at the point of no return.”
“Look partner,” said Reacher, it’s not like you’re looking for a bear hug from the sick-o, or you’re left running with your tail between your legs. I say shut it down; kick your inner demons to the curve. You’re sure to be the better for it. It would help if