The Chains — Chapter 11 — The Line
The third chain, the line nobody should cross and a wall that was not a wall.
Kim doesn't like telling stories. So Jack tells it with him.
JACK
When Kim and I fight, there's a line.
We always respect that line. Try to stay as far away from it as we can.
Problem is, when Kim lets loose a chain, he gets a little closer to the line. Every chain, closer.
From the third one on, he doesn't see the line anymore.
Actually, it's worse. He sees it. He just doesn't care anymore. He crosses the line every time, for the pure pleasure of crossing it.
And that's a problem.
The guy was on the floor, his hand with the fingers bent backward, crying and screaming.
Kim turned his back on him.
And, back turned and all, he stomped the guy's face against the wall with his heel. Three times. To make sure he wasn't waking up.
— Bro — I said. — Take it easy, goddamn it.
He looked at me. He had a slight smile on his face. The smile of someone enjoying himself.
— No promises.
That's when I got really worried.
I'd seen Kim let loose a few chains before. But three was new. Real new.
Kim and I have almost telepathic communication. We don't need to say anything. One looks, the other already knows.
Only in that mode he keeps drifting away. I keep losing his signal.
KIM