No one outside could imagine what it felt like to squeeze the life out of a man, to feel the jerking and juddering as you throttled away their last breath. Sometimes Jared found himself staring...
—Holly Stone
They had been Vince’s brothers in a way, and Race was his son, and you couldn’t drive a man’s family to the earth and expect to live.
—Joe Hill
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