Beetlebottom #10
Desperate Prayers and Voodoo Curses The mechanic got lucky and retrieved his pot of beans from the top of the woodstove before they burned to the bottom. He put a couple scoops of beans into an old bowl returned to his yard where David Lee Royce was crumpled up on the lawn. The repair shop blocked the view to the road, so the mechanic had no reason to rush any decisions. He didn't know who this man was, but he definitely knew his type. This large leather jacket, tattoo man was going to bring a new kind of poison into Beetlebottom, and Beetlebottom…of all places, didn't need that kind of trouble. The old mechanic had moved into town about ten years ago from other parts, that were as yet ill-defined. His services in auto repair were welcome by all in and around Beetlebottom. He did his work and pretty much kept to himself. But now, the mechanic had several things in his possession that he really didn't want or need. There was a dead asshole laying on his law...