Gillman smiles, in the cold manner of an assassin. It’s like looking in the mirror.

Terrorism will never cease in a country where the so-called leaders are criminals and terrorists in disguise.

When no power is vested in a turbulent man, he behaves sorrowfully like a nearly killed christmas goat, but when fully endorsed, without considering his level of insanity and evil gestures, he cuts everyone in...

He sighed and opened the black box and took out his rings and slipped them on. Another box held a set of knives and Klatchian steel, their blades darkened with lamp black. Various cunning and...