Chapter 271
- War
- His eyes bulge. He swallows like someone shoved gravel down his throat. The reek of sickness and cheap liquor clings to him. Fear sharpens every line on his face.
- Everyone in this town knows King. Lately he's been cleaning house—making examples. I've been part of that work. Watched him do the most sadistic shit you could ever imagine. Trust me: you don't want his attention.