Nope. No qualms with violence in his case. I grabbed my first slice of salami, prosciutto, and pancetta pizza. It was so hot that I juggled it between my hands, blowing on the cheese. "Then I'll have surface-breaking sex with someone. I might do that part both before and after the stabbing. Haven't decided."

"Good plan," she said. "But properly talk to him before you kill him?"

"Oh, I'm not killing him. I want excruciating, drawn-out pain that will be his only company ...