“There’s Kit Walker..” your friend leaned into you with a whisper. “He just got out of the state hospital for killing his wife..” It was the same rumor you heard when you first arrived in town.

You followed her gaze to where she was looking at the young man who wore a vexed expression, as he took a drag from the cigarette he had between his teeth. He was leaning against the wall as he looked your way, meeting your eyes for a moment before he quickly looked to the side.