They say I'm a pervert. They say I'm the worst kind of criminal. Criminal huh? It has a nice ring to it…Rourk Jr., the fierce criminal. Heh…They think they know me, but they really don't. I used to be "normal", but now I'm yellow. No, I'm not being metaphorical, I really am yellow…That piece of shit cop Hartigan shot me. I was doing a job, and the jerk shot me! In my arm and my…pride…Not to worry though, it was all rebuilt…
I'm not your typical person though. I have a rich senator for a father. He doesn't respect me, he just wants me to not ruin his reputation, so he covers my ass. He also calls on me for "jobs" frequently. My job is ultimately to kill. My preferred victims are young girls…People think I'm sick, but they don't understand. It is like a rush…a high for me…To hear those little virginal girls scream….wow, it feels like nothing else….
As I look out my window, I wonder when someone will come…Soon they will find out what Kevin and I are up to…