Long Way Down — Frick Yanked His Collar Down

FRICK YANKED HIS COLLAR DOWN.

See this?

he asked,

exposing a hole

in his chest,

dime-sized,

disgusting,

bloody

but not bleeding.

Your brother’s

fingerprints are in there somewhere.

Buck Ha’d!

Replied

before I had a chance.

And I bet

it’s his middle finger!