Chapter 8
Three years later, I never expected to be standing in the rain outside Lyndon's grave.
The federal cemetery was nearly empty - just me, a priest, and two guards from the prison where Lyndon had died. Pancreatic cancer, stage four. He'd lasted eighteen months after sentencing.
In his final weeks, h...
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3. Chapter 3
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