anything like it again.” “How’d he get the scars?” “Like I said, dude only said

five words since he came here. And it wasn’t like we could force him to tell us

how he got them. I always assumed Rogers belonged to some sort of freak cult or

had been tortured. Hell, it would’ve taken an Army battalion to do that to him.

 

But the fact is I really didn’t want to know. Rogers is a freak. An outand-out

freak that I’m really glad to see the back of.” “Surprised they let him out,

then.” As the guards walked back to the cellblocks the older one muttered, “God

help anybody who runs into that son of a bitch.”

 

Chapter 2

 

OUTSIDE, ROGERS DREW a slow breath and then let it go, watching the chilly vapor

materialize momentarily and then vanish just as quickly. He stood there for a

few seconds getting his bearings. In some ways it was like being born and

slipping out of the womb and seeing a world you didn’t know existed a moment

before.

 

His gaze went from left to right and right to left. Then to the sky.

 

Choppers were not out of the question, he thought. Not for this.

 

Not for him.

 

But there was no one waiting for him.