Dark Needs

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Logan Beach was just a two hour ride north so it didn't take me long before I was burying one of King's problems in the woods.
Well, parts of his problem.
It felt so good to welcome the devil back, even if just for a short time. I felt so fucking good in fact that I found myself humming as I finished covering the last hole, patting down the dirt with the flat side of a shovel before covering it with brush and branches.
I lit a cigarette.
Pure satisfaction coursed through my veins.
My cell rang.
"Yeah."
"Brotha, you still around?" King boomed through the phone. "I got a situation here I could use your help with."
"Yeah man, what you need?”
"Gotta put the fear of God into some piece of shit."
"Done." I said, flipping my phone shut. I took a deep drag and blew the smoke into the night.
I put the last of the brush I'd gathered on top of the freshly packed dirt. When I stood back I couldn't help but smile.
Life is good.