An Unsettled CalmChapter 13
The hard steel of the rod stuck into my back must have shown on my face. Marks smiled and looked smug, like he had won on all of his bangtail wagers. His voice was as gravelly as ever as he said, "Thank you for stopping by. It was good to see you, especially for the last time. It's been fun especially the whippings and the fire, but you have to blow now. My colleagues will escort you out." I noticed that the punks were both blackies. I wondered if they knew who they were working for. I...