Chapter 28Natchez, Mississippi - Today“There's always room for another Willow," said the killer who called himself War. "Welcome to the family, baby brother Dunne!"
Dunne was so scared, he could hardly think. He nodded and smiled at War, who sat beside him in the back seat of the Hummer rent-a-car. "Thank you."
"And welcome to you, too, Quincy Willow." War reached into the front seat and clapped Quincy's shoulder. "Father Law sure picked two righteous justice-lovers as the latest Willow foster kids."
"Darn tootin'." Quincy's voice was tight as he drove. The back of his neck—what Dunne could see around the ponytail—was soaked with sweat.
"Just one thing I don't understand," said War. "How come I didn't hear about these new foster brothers till now? I mean, we didn't even get a
