Chapter 406: You Little Bastard

To Lincoln Goulty, life's two finest pleasures were simple: smoking and thinking. He had a cigarette pinched between his fingers as he frowned at a thick stack of files in his other hand. Every page was about Nash Johnston, where he came from, what he'd done, his school records, all of it. Lincoln had even dug up his family background down to the last detail. He kept turning the name over in his head. Nash Johnston. His origins. His past. That ridiculous strength of his. From the moment Lincoln...