Chapter Four
He surprised them one winter afternoon at the edge of the reservation, digging a shallow grave for one of their victims. They were local thugs and immediately surrounded him, large pistols pointed at his head, and forced him to his knees, head bowed, ready for execution. But they finally agreed his unexplained disappearance would bring a bunch of cops to the forest where they might discover some things, such as dead bodies, which was not good for their business.
So, they made him an offer.
Two grand per body. Any time they needed to dispose of someone, they would text him a secret code and meet him at a drop spot. They didn’t care what he did with the bodies as long it was permanent and never discovered. One of them shoved the barrel of a large pistol in his right nostril a
