Force of Blood

Cover Force of Blood
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Genres: Fiction
“I gotta call you Sarge now, or Big Shot? Sedge asked me to give you a bump.”
“Service works fine.”
“You ain’t heard of Imago Neil Held?”
“Just heard that name for the first time the other day”
“Republicommie, you know to each according to his need, from each according to his ability—as long as each is a fatcat rich motherfucker who would just as soon wipe his Eye-tye loafers on John Q. Public as give him one red cent of government assistance. Mr. Held owns a big hunt club in Hillsdale County, two full sections of land. You should talk to Milo Miars about him. He was inside-the-wire undercover there. Held claims the club is members only, but the buy-in seems awfully steep. Once you get inside you can sit in an overstuffed chair and shoot you a big-ass old buck.”
“All raised right there on the property.”
“That’s the claim.”
“Evidence otherwise?”
“Common sense is all. No evidence, and no reason to get a warrant to seize something. They butcher, cure skins, and do trophy mounting right t
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