A Fistful of Dust by A.G. Carpenter
During my last days on Malachee, I told Diamondback Jack it didn’t matter how many souls I sent to an early grave, I could only die once for my sins.
Turns out, I was wrong.
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A Fistful of Dust by A.G. Carpenter
During my last days on Malachee, I told Diamondback Jack it didn’t matter how many souls I sent to an early grave, I could only die once for my sins.
Turns out, I was wrong.
Click on the cover for details.