the last book I ever read (The Long-Legged Fly: A Lew Griffin Novel by James Sallis, excerpt nine)

from The Long-Legged Fly: A Lew Griffin Novel by James Sallis:

I hung up.

And what about me? Back when I found Corene Davis I’d thought my anger, my hatred, was gone forever. I’d been on top for a long time now, even chipped off a little corner of the good life for myself. But it was a lie, a story that didn’t work, a piece of white man’s life, not mine; and now the anger and hatred were coming back. I had kicked that guy in the hotel room in the stomach. I had wanted to kill him, kill them both. Robert Johnson’s hellhound was nipping at my heels.