Killing Machine & Tails from Prison

The story of a drug dealer, killer, and hit man in New York City. Sigmund L. Wortherly not only killed for busy, but for pleasure. Spending most of his adult life in prison, he met others just like him including members of the Mafia. His tails from his time on the streets of New York City and prison will shock you to the point of disbelief.

Most lack the capacity to kill. Oh, maybe a handful can push themselves to take a life if it means protecting themselves or Loved-ones from bodily harm. Or they might kill in the heat of passion, out of some uncontrollable rage or the lust of revenge. But very, very few people have the stomach to kill in cold blood. It takes a rare and special person to kill in cold blood. I, Sigmund L. Wortherly, am that rare and special person. I have the ability to kill in cold blood. And, God help me, but during my 60 years on this Earth, I have used it. More than a dozen times, at least. And, in all likelihood, more than that. For at this stage of the game, I have probably lost count. My methods of killing were varied. Sometimes I shot my victims. Sometimes I stabbed them. Sometimes I strangled or smothered them. Sometimes, I just plain beat them to death with my hands. Once, I fatally head-butted a guy. Another time, I threw hot, caustic Drano in some dude’s face, blinding him in one eye and causing permanent damage to his mouth, tongue, esophagus and other internal organs. With this victim, I don’t know for sure, but I’m fairly certain my actions hastened his demise...