She had an inch-long scar on her sharp chin, and he let himself imagine giving her some new scars. Breaking some bones. Driving the heel of his hand into her temple, right next to the eye socket. If you did it just right, you got the eye to pop out. If you did it wrong, well, there was nothing to stop you from trying again, was there?
(Oh, my. That's not a pleasant thing to contemplate, is it? From his story "Scenarios," which is included in the 2010 crime anthology, The Dark End of the Street.)
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