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Max on his two broken legs. He made little distance before Max caught him by the throat and threw him onto his back. |
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In less than three minutes it was over. When Max was sure Boomer was dead, he ripped a hole in his throat. Before he could make more of a mess, the owner pulled him back, and Boomer's owner dragged out his carcass by the ruined back leg for the dumpster out back. |
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Muzzy had made $4,000 on the fight. |
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When he settled down, he pulled out a pen and notepad. "This guy you're gonna whack. What's his name?" |
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"John Victor Perry. Calls himself Jack." |
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Muzzy wrote it down. "If your Jack's got a pulse, we'll find him." |
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