Crowe gives him a name. It hits Chon like a blow to the chest. He leans over and says, “Tell me the truth. Did you kill those two kids?” Crowe nods. Chon pulls the trigger. Sorry, Ben. He drags Crowe’s body over by Hennessy’s, then puts the shotgun in Hennessy’s hands and lays the pistol by Crowe’s. Justice or revenge. Either way. Taking his knife, Chon cuts a strip off his shirt and presses it against the open wound on his leg. Then he notices that it’s raining.
