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"Rain doesn't come to Sin City real often, and when it does, it's usually pretty lame stuff. Warm as sweat and lucky if it gets to the pavement before it evaporattes.
But maybe twice a year the desert sky really coughs it up and spits it out. A cold, mean torrent that turns the streets to glass and chills you to the bone.
Most people hate the rain when it's nasty like this. But me, I love it. It helps me think.
I'm not real smart, but I feel a whole lot smarter whene everything goes slick and everybody skitters off the streets and gets out of my way.
I love the rain. I love the icy way it creeps down my neck. The way the air goes electric and everything seems so clear.
You breathe in and your nostrils works.
That's what I do. I breathe in and I just let my feet take me wherever they want.
And I think.
My eyes still watch out for a squad car or a beat cop but my brain goes off on its own, deep inside, spreading out the puzzle pieces one more time, trying to find two that'll fit together, looking for some hint of the big picture.
But mostly I keep coming back to that cop I just killed and what he told me.
He was a tough one and I was pretty steamed about what he done to Lucille anytime so I took my time with the son of a bitch. It wasn't until I showed him all those pieces of himself that he said what he said. Then all of a sudden he was the one doing the laughing because he saw the look on my face and he died knowing I wished to God he'd kept his mouth shut after all.
It was just a name but I haven't stopped shaking since I heard it. And the rain isn't the reason I'm shaking, either.
Just a name. Back when the priest said it I figured he was jerking my chain. But hearing it from the cop I knew it couldn't be a coincidence.
Just a name.
Roark.
Every inch of me wants to turn tail. To sneak into the back of a truck or hop a freight car and haul out of town. I want to run, run like hell, to crawl into a cave somewhere and forget about Goldie and Lucille and silent, deadly Kevin.
Roark. Damn it.
I'm as good as dead.I'm as good as dead.
And it's not that I'm any kind of hero that makes me stay. Heroes don't go weak in the knees and feel like throwing up or curling into a little ball and crying like a baby.
And even though my life would be nothing but an endless grey hell of booze and brawls like it was before, I'm more scared of dying than I am of living.
No, I'm no hero. Not by a long shot. I just know Goldie won't let me off easy. No matter where I go I'll smell her angel smell. I'll see that mouth and those eyes and that perfect, perfect body. I'll hear her and I'll taste her and I'll know it was me, only me, who could've set things right.
You were scared, weren't you, Goldie? Somebody wanted you dead and you knew it. So you hit the saloons, the bad places, looking for the biggest, meanest lug around and finding me.
Looking for protection and paying for it with your body and more--with love, with wild fire, making me like a king, a damn white knight.
Like a hero.
What a laugh.
You wanted me to keep you safe but when that bastard came to kill you I was stone drunk.
Blacked out.
Useless.
I owe you, Goldie. I owe you and I'm going to pay up. So going after Roark means dying, win or lose. Hell, dying will be nothing. I'll die laughing if I know I've done this one thing right.
But first I have to know the why of it. The connection between Roark and you and the farmboy cannibal who killed you.
Then I'll know exactly what to do and who to do it to.
I love the rain.
It helps me think." --Marv, Sin City.
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