Crimes in Southern Indiana by Frank Bill

Author:Frank Bill
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
Published: 2011-09-02T12:00:00+00:00

Losing feeling to cold, Lazarus screamed, “Fuck you!”

Kurt glanced over his shoulder, smirked, said, “No, fuck you!”

Connie asked, “How you know who we are?”

“A personal contact, little recon, and some Barbra Jean.”

“Barbra…? What’d you do to her?”

“Not near what you did to Mr. Cooley. I paid you a visit over in Illinois. She showed up. Gave me some answers.”

Connie spat. “You son of a bitch!”

Five fingers clasped into Connie’s hair. Pulled her to her feet while the .38’s heated barrel singed her temple. She twisted her neck into his forearm. Dug her teeth into his shrapnel skin. Took a blood sample. He yelled. His trigger finger twitched. Gunfire quartered skin and bone across the trailer’s kitchen. His knees buckled with her weight. He lowered the mess that was once her to the kitchen’s floor.

Willie stood behind Bonfire with waterlogged eyes looking down at the motionless red mess.

“Mama?”

Bonfire bent his knees to standing. Turned to Willie, whose taffy-pink palm reached for Bonfire’s hand that held the .38, pressed his forehead into the heated barrel. His clouded eyes dug through Bonfire.

“I ain’t scared.”

Blood pumped from the chewed opening of Bonfire’s forearm, coating the pistol as he lowered it. He looked at Willie, thought of the man who took him from his mother.

“No you ain’t, boy, no you ain’t.”

Through fogged vision, Lazarus watched Bonfire’s empty hand open, palm up. Offering Willie another choice.

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