Prologue
Levi Davis had never been a prosperous man.
Indeed. He had never been married; the last date he experienced was in high school, and, in retrospect, was most likely out of pity. Mr. Davis had never been academically or physically gifted,(in fact, his grades had been quite poor and his physique was small and skinny) and he had never been particularly driven in any area besides riflery and taxidermy, leaving a higher education out of the question. Davis had small, close-set eyes, that squinted when he had to read. Brown, stringy hair thinly shielded his scalp, with a mouth twisted in a constant sour expression with a beard sur
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