He was the most perfect man I had ever seen. Dark chocolate skin on a tall lean body with muscles that were all in the right place. His face was so ...eautiful I couldn't stop looking away. He was looking me up and down. I had a feeling in my belly right away; like a heat wave it spread out into my body. I felt myself shifting from foot to foot as His gaze undressed me. When He spoke it was as if I never wanted to hear another sound, ever. All I needed was to hear His words and let them. He held the flashlight in his mouth, lifted the foot, and examined the wound through the magnifying glass. He switched the magnifying glass for the tweezers and removed a dorsal fin spine from the wound, then switched back to the lens. A second puncture wound had gone unnoticed four millimeters from the one with the protruding spine. She had received a double shot of venom. The second wound appeared to have no broken spine in it, but the area around the wounds was red and swelling rapidly.He. However it was Jimmy’s eyes that gave him away, they were the coldest gray and held the hint of someone who had seen and inflicted a lot of pain. The simple fact of the matter was that Jimmy was a hit man for the local mafia. A warm father, loving husband and a devoted son he was nonetheless ruthless when it came to his job and was considered by many as the mob’s best hit man. Every Monday would find Jimmy in his local bar hanging out with his friends playing cards. It was on such a Monday that. “The players know it was too early in the game to take any needless penalties and both teams make wholesale player changes.”“The Chiefs’ line of Tyler Johnson, Chris Bruton and Ondrej Roman is countered by the Falcons’ Mark Adams, Dale Corbett and Nick Upton. The players form up for the face-off to the left of Bennett.”“The Linesman blows his whistle as a warning and drops the puck. Corbett wins the draw, moving the puck back to Scott Warren. The players skate into position with the Chiefs.