Needful Things: The Last Castle Rock Story by Stephen King

Author:Stephen King
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
ISBN: 9781101138168
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 1992-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

At about the same time Alan was heading across town to arrest Hugh Priest, Henry Beaufort was standing in his driveway and looking at his Thunderbird. The note he’d found under the windshield wiper was in one hand. The damage the chickenshit bastard had done to the tires was bad, but the tires could be replaced. It was the scratch he had drawn along the car’s right-hand side that really toasted Henry’s ass. He looked at the note again and read it aloud. “Don’t you ever cut me off and then keep my car-keys you damnfrog!”

Who had he cut off lately? Oh, all kinds of people. A night when he didn’t have to cut someone off was a rare night, indeed. But cut off and car-keys kept on the board behind the bar? Only one of those just lately.

Only one.

“You motherfucker,” The Mellow Tiger’s owner and operator said in a soft, reflective voice. “You stupid crazy motherfucking sonofabitch.”

He thought about going back inside to get his deer rifle and then thought better of it. The Tiger was just up the road, and he kept a rather special box under the bar. Inside it was a doublebarrelled Winchester shotgun sawed off at the knees. He’d kept it there ever since that numb fuck Ace Merrill had tried to rob him a few years back. It was a highly illegal weapon, and Henry had never used it.

He thought he might just use it today.

He touched the ugly scratch Hugh had laid into the side of his T-Bird, then crumpled up the note and tossed it aside. Billy Tupper would be up at the Tiger by now, sweeping the floor and swamping out the heads. Henry would get the sawed-off, then borrow Billy’s Pontiac. It seemed he had a little asshole-hunting to do.

Henry kicked the balled-up note into the grass. “You been taking.those stupid-pills again, Hugh, but you aren’t going to be taking any

more after today-I guarantee it.” He touched the scratch a final time. He had never been so angry in his whole life. “I guaranfuckin-tee it.”

Henry set off up the road toward The Mellow Tiger, walking fast.

2

In the process of tearing apart George T. Nelson’s bedroom, Frank jewett found half an ounce of coke under the mattress of the double bed. He flushed it down the john, and as he watched it swirl away, he felt a sudden cramp in his belly. He started to unbuckle his pants, then walked back into the trashed bedroom again instead.

Frank supposed he had gone utterly crazy, but he no longer cared much. Crazy people didn’t have to think about the future. To crazy people, the future was a very low priority.

One of the few undisturbed things in George T. Nelson’s bedroom was a picture on the wall. It was a picture of an old lady. It was in an expensive gold frame, and this suggested to Frank that it was a picture of George T.

Nelson’s sainted mother. The cramp struck again. Frank removed the picture from the wall and put it on the floor.

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