You’d better bring some of this for Jones, he said. What’s got with him? He got beat up pretty bad down at the jail last week. I guess that’s why he wants to see you. He dont care nothin about that. He want to kill his enemies is what he want. Kill his enemies? Suttree had his head bent forward to let the water drip. Mm-hmm. Which enemies? Standing there by the chair where he sat her eyes were level with his. She looked at him. A face wherein lay everything and nothing. A visage hacked from cold black wax. She gestured with one hand, extending her arm and suggesting the world that stood beyond
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