Wang, without seeming to slow the spinning knives, snipped off a small piece of the assassin’s nose and caught it in his left hand, holding it up for the assassin to see.
“Looks like chicken,” Lo Wang said, turning the hunk of nose around in front of the man. “Chicken a favorite of mine.” Wang smiled, spun the hunk of nose around slowly in his fingers, licking his lips, and then tossed the nose over his shoulder so that it landed near the businessmen behind the bar. They could keep it as a souvenir of their lunch. Maybe even dip it in plastic, mount it on a nice plaque, and hang it over the fireplace. Then when telling the story to their grandchildren, they could point to the hunk of nose with pride.
It’s a shame the rest of the book must have been boring compared to this, since I do not remember anything else. I wish I still had it. But I’m assuming it was pretty easy to find, considering you got the whole chunk of it I was thinking of and my description didn’t even do it justice. 🤣
Found it. For Dead Eyes Only.
It’s a shame the rest of the book must have been boring compared to this, since I do not remember anything else. I wish I still had it. But I’m assuming it was pretty easy to find, considering you got the whole chunk of it I was thinking of and my description didn’t even do it justice. 🤣
The nose bit was just so… extra. It’s one of those things that sticks with you.