Read the teaser. America whistled a tune as he counted the bullet holes splintering the walls of the sheriff's office. The holes were old wounds that had surfaced long before America was brought, and this office wasn't the only scarred, battered, and splintering building. Bow Creek was a rowdy little town, and America liked rowdy [...]
"Every stupid, short-sighted, impulsive, spiteful, petty thing you do makes you weaker. Chaos and brutality and hatred are not strengths. They will kill you."
"Last words?" China asked.
America steeled his gaze and looked death in the face. "Yee-haw."
"Eat my ass, Russia."
"Oh, I will."
Morals are for pussies. It's what the Europeans with their socialism and their tiny defense budgets care about. Power. That's what I respect. And you know what? Maybe I like bad boys. Maybe tough guys turn me on.
"This article says that one in every twenty-five Americans has no conscience and can do whatever they want without experiencing guilt."
Japan's wristlet purse rattled all the way to the coffee bar. "Double shot, please," she told the machine. It whirred to life and soon a steaming shot of bean water was filling a mug. She fetched a pill pouch from her purse. It had to be holding at least a dozen different pills in all [...]