No One Has to Know (Deal with the Devil)

by Carin Hart

He sprays a few crumbs on the counter as he talks about… trains? It’s probably trains. With Dean, that’s a safe bet.

Is Dean… autistic?

I’ve never seen a guy so obsessed with trains. It’s actually kind of adorable.

Yeah he’s autistic.

At the station, my fellow cops know me as the patrolman with the gun—tattoo gun, that is. It’s something I picked up when I was in my late teens. Something about getting beauty out of pain spoke to a young Mace, and I liked watching the blood welling up on their skin as I got away with stabbing people hundreds of times. When they yelped, I grinned. Knowing I own a piece of everyone I’ve inked is a heady thought, too.

WEIRDO