I handed Trigger the lye, and we got to work. It took some time to prep the spot and add the chemicals, but once it was ready, we wasted no time and tossed Mariano’s body parts into the drum then sat back to enjoy the evening.
Tess started a bonfire a few yards away. She and Sienna had retrieved the drinks from the trunk of our car and set up the lawn chairs.
“Hey, Sienna, if you squint hard enough, you can see the evil escaping as his flesh dissolves.” Trigger grinned at her, and she laughed and squinted over at the barrel. I shook my head and thought how Trigger hadn’t changed much since he was a boy. Trigger had been dealt a bad hand in life, but somehow, he’d found the strength to turn things around and made it better. Although the word better might be subject to the beholder. “Shall
