Short Story: In The Cold, Cold Night by Paul D. Brazill

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IN THE COLD, COLD NIGHT

The purr of a passing car grew to a roar as Bruce Cooper swung the hammer and smashed Billy Kipper’s brains over the grubby flat’s threadbare carpet, producing a more than passable Rorschach test, the bloodstains looking black in his flat’s wan light. Out of the smudged window Bruce saw a murder of crows slice through the night. S…