Butcher

The day started out good and went downhill fast for the man known as the Butcher. It didn't help that wasn't his name, but everyone called him Butcher. Of course, it didn't help that he managed to piss off both a corrupt cop and the boss of the local organized crime. He didn't even know there was a boss. This is a sequel to a short story written in response to the poem I wrote called “From the Sewer.” I called it a “Pointless Rejoiner to an Unnecessary Sequel.” It does not have graphical scenes of sex, but there is a rape scene in here.