It's rush hour on a cold Autumn morning when Hesker takes the bullet that kills him; a punishment for seeing what he shouldn't have, for asking questions, forsaking possession of a small pill whose innards shift and curl like black smoke.And then he wakes up in the morgue, a circle of smooth new skin over the entry wound in his chest, a hungry black space in his mind. Cut adrift from the old rhythms of the world, emancipated from fear, from doubt, Hesker's a new man. But at what cost?
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It's rush hour on a cold Autumn morning when Hesker takes the bullet that kills him; a punishment for seeing what he shouldn't have, for asking questions, forsaking possession of a small pill whose innards shift and curl like black smoke.And then he wakes up in the morgue, a circle of smooth new skin over the entry wound in his chest, a hungry black space in his mind. Cut adrift from the old rhythms of the world, emancipated from fear, from doubt, Hesker's a new man. But at what cost?