Kill City Blues: A Sandman Slim Novel - Plot & Excerpts
Ex-Devil technically, but then technically we’re both ex-Devils. He was Lucifer before I was. Now he’s Samael and I’m back to just plain Stark. I take a bite of an apple fritter. “How’s your donut?” Samael eyes his glazed old-fashioned suspiciously, like maybe it’s haunted. “Charming. Did I invent these? They taste like something designed to destroy mortals from the inside out.” Candy says, “Nope. We came up with them all on our own.” “How wonderfully suicidal you people are. Donuts must be the very essence of free will.” As for the Devil job, I stuck another poor son of a bitch with that. Mr. Muninn. Some days I feel bad about it. Some days I don’t. Today the sun is out, I’m eating donuts with my girl and another ex-Devil, and it’s all pretty goddamn heartwarming. Samael says, “That blond woman buying coffee.
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