Synopsis

A familiar melody drifted through his mind—Dionne Farris’s “I Know”—and with it, a rush of memories. He saw himself again, a younger man, squinting under the harsh desert sun, the weight of a gun a constant companion. Kelly’s face swam into view, a beacon in that life of violence. It was she who had shown him another path, coaxed him away from the darkness and toward a life of family. He remembered the desperate rescue, the chilling finality of the shot fired by the son of one of his enemies.