Return to the Black Farm (The Black Farm, #2)

by Elias Witherow

“Imagine that every person in your life reminded you of the worst thing you’ve ever done. Wouldn’t you hate them? Wouldn’t you grow to loathe their existence?”

“But the Pig is back!” Danny yelled, sweeping his eyes across the mob. “And so am I! I’ve been thinking about you assholes for a long time now! I told myself that if I ever got back in the good graces of the Pig and resumed my role on the Farm that I’d hunt you down and wipe you out! Well, guess what? Dinner came early and we’re all fucking starving!” He spread his hands and the Pig Born growled. They sounded like a pack of wild wolves seconds before feasting on their prey.

“For an angel, this guy is a real bitch,” Danny said, casting a glance at me.

“You can’t take something out of darkness and expect it to heal your own,”