To Have & Have Not

M.R. sits in a room that is empty save for a few chairs, a drained tequila bottle and back issues of Handguns for Sport and Defense magazine strewn across the floor. In his early 40s, M.R. (who only allowed his initials to be published) has the calm self-assurance of a skilled artisan; a mason or a carpenter, perhaps, a tradesman who is good with his hands. He is known—and feared—for those giant hands and his sweet, clear voice. "He'll be smiling and talking, and the next thing, he's breaking his victim's neck," a colleague...

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