The Man With The Barbed-Wire Fists (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
A lone truck on a scorched black licorice strip, two men—Anshutes and Coker—inside. Outside it’s one hundred and twenty-five degrees under a fat December moon. Frosty weather in the twilight days of global warming…and just in time for the holiday season. Sure, driving across the desert was a risk, even in such balmy weather. Not many people owned cars anymore, and those who did avoided the wide white lonesome. Even roadcops were smart enough to leave the Mojave alone. It was too hot and too empty, and it could make you as crazy as a scorpion on a sizzling-hot skillet. If you broke down out here, you ended up cooked to a beautiful golden brown—just like Tiny Tim’s Christmas goose. But that wasn’t going to happen to Coker. He was going to spend New Year’s Eve in Las Vegas. The town that Frank and Dean and Sammy had built all those years ago was still the place he wanted to be. Hell on earth outside, air-conditioned splendor within.
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