Saint LukeChapter 8
I think that if I had not run into Jimmy, I might have ended it. I was convinced that I owed a life for a life and the more I thought about it, the more right it felt in my head. If I hadn’t stumbled onto the attack when I did, I think I might have done it. Instead, during a late-night walk to clear my head, I heard the sounds of a scuffle, the meaty thuds of fists striking flesh and the cries of pain that followed. The voice that cried out was that of someone young. I turned down an alley,...