The Red Fox of Oakhaven
The river did not forgive, and it rarely forgot. It moved through the Mississippi Delta like a patient predator, slow and certain and older than the men who thought they understood it. Jesse and Cole understood nothing. They were two men on the run from a murder back east, their hearts hammering a rhythm that sounded too much like a confession with every mile. They had killed a man in...
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