‘This is a pretty lucrative business,’ he says, choking on the smoke. He catches his breath and continues: ‘As long as there’s a cow in this world, there’ll be a guy willing to kill it.’
‘And another one willing to eat it,’ Edgar Wilson concludes after a long drag. He exhales the cigarette smoke, releasing not only everything in his lungs, but all the disquiet in his heart. Even the clouds in his thoughts dissipate.