He will destroy the world. No man can stop him. No man will even try. He is The Chosen.
The only thing that stands in the way of fate and true love is a little traffic.
He created the perfect killing machine. Now he has to stop him.
Forgive me, Father for I have sinned. I have killed for my Country, I have stolen for my Church, I have loved a Woman, and I am a Priest.
It's what's in the groove that counts.
the few, the proud, the paroled.
Terror has a new name
In another time... in a world ruled by tyranny and violence... only one man can stop the nightmare.
Trust is such a fragile thing.