To All the Men I’ve Killed Before

If a man hurt your best friend – like, really hurt her – what would you do?

Key his car? Or hunt him down and chop him into little pieces? Tough decision, I know.

I’ve tracked this lowlife to LA and brought my little sister Antoinette along for the ride. I'm trying not to be irritated that she's found a taste for murder and is leaving body parts all over our hotel. Because this girls’ trip needs a Hollywood ending.

And of all the men I've killed before, this one will be the sweetest…