Suttree steals a police cruiser
Somnolent city, cold and dolorous in the rain, the lights bleeding in the streets. Cutting through the alley off Commerce he saw a man huddled among the trash and he knelt to see about him. The face came up and the eyes closed. An oiled mask in black against the bricks. Suttree took him… Continue reading Suttree steals a police cruiser
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